1. Ty & Cinda--A Tale of Forbidden Love-Part 3


    Date: 11/23/2014, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 86.7, Source: sexstories.com

    and I waited out back. Cinda and Mandy dropped their wet clothes and towels into the rear of the truck while Kenny and I stripped out of our suits and into shorts and tees. I closed up the cabin remembering to turn the electric service off and joined them a few minutes later. Cinda had obviously learned her lesson—she had her arm around Fred all the way home. We stopped at a McDonalds on the way, buying an extra Big Mac for Fred. I brought out his leash and held him securely while I broke the burger into small pieces and placing it into his bowl. Cinda held him while he ate so I could pour some of the remaining water into his other bowl. We pulled into my parents’ driveway just after 6:30. Kenny and Mandy took their leave once we had finished unloading everything. Cinda and I had hugged Mom and were getting ready to leave when Fred began to whine. “Go ahead, Ty. I’ll be with you in a minute.” I could hear her talking to Fred and soothing him, telling him we’d see him often and he’d be with us once we found a place to live. We knew he didn’t really understand, but Cinda’s voice and touch had an obvious effect. Dad had walked up behind me. “I can see you’re right about her, Ty. She is a remarkable young woman.” He held out his hand, but I hugged my dad for the very first time since going to Louisiana. Cinda joined us and she hugged him then we were into the truck and gone. CHAPTER 12 I spent a good part of that evening and most of Monday morning with Cinda putting ...
    everything together. I stopped when we received a phone call from the high school. It was Mrs. Roscoe calling for the principal, Mr. Whittaker. “Ty, Mr. Whittaker would like to see you and Lucinda today. He says it’s important.” I agreed, saying we’d be there sometime around 11:30. “Something’s not right, Cinda. I can’t understand the reason for this meeting. If he just wanted to meet you he could do that when you came in Wednesday morning for your schedule.” I reached down to my phone, selecting the right app, and sliding it to the center of my abdomen just as I had done with my grandfather. Mrs. Roscoe escorted us into the office. Mr. Whittaker didn’t stand; I had Cinda sit, but I stood just behind her and off to the side where my phone had an unobstructed view. “I wanted to tell you this so you’d have time to find another school. We won’t be accepting your wife here.” “May I ask why not?” “It’s simple enough—we don’t allow married women to attend our school. Sorry, but that’s my final word on the subject.” “Truthfully, I don’t think you are and I don’t think it is. I suspect you’ll have a lot more to say. Of course, St. Ann’s will be happy to get us.” St. Ann’s was a private school about twenty miles away and our biggest rival. They’d love to get me for their basketball program. Our boosters would scream bloody murder if I went there. “There’s no reason for you to change schools, Ty…just Mrs. Feldner.” “Okay, we get the message, but if you think this is a done deal you’re badly ...
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