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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

unlocking the doors, “See you around, man.” “Sure thing,” he replied, pounding fists with me as he got out of the car. “Hit me up soon! I’d text you but I think Tara’s claimed exclusive texting rights.” He rolled his eyes. “Whatever.” “Remember what I said. Tell her.” He made a neutral sound and held up his hand as he walked towards the house. I sighed. What a guy. Too bad he had to go home in a week. I’d love to get to know him more…if he let me, of course. I had to remind myself that he was, in fact, a freshman. I looked at him as he entered the house and thought he reminded me more of a Senior. Oh well. I had his number. I’d hit him up occasionally, provided he didn’t forget about me as soon as he went home. Kayla was out with her parents and the twins had begged my parents to take them to the movies so Tara was all on her own at home. She was absentmindedly flipping through channels when I walked in the door, her eyes glued to her phone. “Hey hey,” I said as I took off my coat and shoes. She looked back with a smile. “Hey, Mr. Working Man. How was the grind?” “Same as always.” I flopped beside her on the couch. “Looks like it might snow.” “There goes my good mood,” Tara sighed, smacking me lightly with the back of her hand. “You never responded to my text.” She blinked. “You sent a text?” “Yes!” I laughed, “Were you too busy texting a certain someone?” I winked. She blushed a little and nodded. “Sorry. What did you say?” “I was telling you that Carson came into Gamestop ... right as I was about to leave.” She spun around, eyes bright. “He did?! Why didn’t you bring him here?” I laughed again and poked her. “You’re about as subtle as a heart attack.” “Har har. What did he say?” “Honestly? Not much.” She glanced at her phone. “No kidding,” she muttered. Then she looked back up at me with blazing eyes. “You still could have asked him to hang out here.” “Yeah, I kinda get the impression that he’s the kind who does stuff because he wants to, not because he’s asked to. So, no, I couldn’t have.” She pouted. “You’re spoiling my chances here, Jack.” I didn’t have the heart to tell her that her chances were nonexistent, even without my help. God, I hope he tells her the truth soon . Her phone beeped with another message and she eagerly answered it. “What are you two talking about?” She turned away and stuck out her tongue. “None of your business,” she teased. “Oh, yeah?” I dug my fingers into her ribs. “The hell are you doing?” she asked, turning back to me. “This.” The ribs were just to confuse her. I knew she wasn’t ticklish in her ribs. No, my lovely cousin Tara was the only person I knew who had an unbelievably ticklish tummy. I dug my fingers, lightly, into her taut belly and wiggled them. She shrieked with laughter, throwing her arms wide and just barely missing punching me in the head. She fell back against the couch, bouncing back slightly against the cushions, and attempted to fend me off. “Jack!...Jack!” she screeched, unable to say anything else ...