1. BMS 10


    Date: 1/4/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: Michael.F, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

    leaving this whole thing behind me was definitely going to be worth it. Shivering in the cold late winter air, I rang the doorbell, then waited. No answer. I rang again and waited, my body shifting erratically to cope with the harsh conditions. The door opened slightly to reveal a conservatively dressed, brown-haired, stern-faced eleventh grade girl. "Hello, Jenna!" I politely yet nervously began. "Is Carson home?" "No, he's not." She flatly said. "I think he's still writing his exam. What do you need?" "I wanted to see him about something. It's very important." I replied. "Very important?" Jenna asked me, still keeping the doorway partially shut. "Yes. Very important." I replied with a little more force. I was a little upset about how she was just keeping me outside in the cold, interrogating me, not even being polite enough to open the door more than a crack. Jenna just stared at me for a bit before sighing. "Tell you what," She said, as if she was doing me a huge favor. "I guess you can wait in the living room until he comes home." She opened the door fully and let me in. 'Was that so hard?' I thought in my head, although all that left my mouth was "Thanks," as I entered the house and took off my boots and coat. I walked into the living room, sat down on the couch and immediately covered myself up with a blanket. Jenna followed me inside, sitting herself down on a couch chair with a hot beverage in her hand. "So what's this very important thing?" Jenna asked me, ...
    sipping her beverage. "A long story." I replied, looking down. "That's what it is." Jenna lowered one eyebrow at me. "It's not like there's anyone around. You're in my house. I think I have a right to know." "I just don't want to tell anyone. I'm telling Carson because he's involved, and that's it." I said firmly. "I'm Carson's family." She argued. "What happened? Did he screw you over?" "No, nothing like that." I quickly replied, defending him. "He didn't do anything wrong." "So you did." Jenna flatly stated. I shifted around in my seat and said nothing. "So he's pissed, and you came over to clear the air?" Jenna asked. "That may not be a good idea. When Carson's pissed, you should just leave him alone." "No, he's not pissed. He doesn't even know about it." I replied, saying more than I should have. "Oh, so you did something that would piss him off if he knew about it, huh?" She asked, thinking out loud. "Well, it doesn't sound like a prank or a rumor you started or something. What did you do?" "It doesn't matter." I held my ground. "Something that would actually affect him. You know he doesn't give a shit about anything, yet you're really scared." She continued. "Please stop." I said, my voice getting quieter. "You're making me uncomfortable." "And how uncomfortable did you make May?" Jenna asked me. I looked up to her face, the color no doubt leaving mine. There was no malice on her face, though - She just wore her eyebrows high on her face in what looked like a condescending ...
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