Set Up to Fall - Sex Stories

Set Up to Fall

... someone like me. I'm sure of it.” said Brad. “Please don't do this, Brad! I love you!” she pleaded. “Jeca, I loved you, too, but after seeing you like that... I'm sure you understand. All our promises are broken now.” He hung up the phone, and slowly, she let her hand drop. “Honey, you understand now how serious this is?” her father said, standing in the doorway. “Appearances are everything in our circles, honey. There can't be anything like this again.” “Daddy, I didn't do anything!” she wept, looking at him beseechingly. “I didn't pose for that picture! Someone is out to get me!” “That doesn't matter.” he said grimly. 'Not to people like these. Nothing like this can ever happen again, or you can kiss any sort of decent future goodbye! After all your mother and I have done, after everything we've given up, I will not have my own daughter as a hussy!” He slammed the door and left her to her tears. About seven o'clock that night, she got another visitor. It was Andy, who had ridden his bike over to see her. Jeca's mother let him in and showed him to the I living room. “Who are you?” her father asked. “Just because you got past my wife doesn't mean you can go past me. My daughter is on strict discipline right now, and visits from school friends are right off the top of the list.” “Well, would you deliver a message for me, please? Tell her that not everyone at school is laughing at her, and that she still has at least one friend, if she wants me.” Any said. “What's your name, ...

... young man?” her father asked again, in a much softer tone. “Andrew Wackerman, sir.” Andy told him. “Your father was the pilot, wasn't he?” said her father, musing. “Went down some years ago?” “Yes sir, United 232.” he said. “My father was a hero.” “Yes, I remember.” he said. “I'm going to make an exception for you, young man. You may go visit Jeca for a few minutes. Not more than an hour, do you understand?” “Perfectly, sir. Thank you.” Andy grinned, then went down the hallway to Jeca's room. He knocked, and she was very surprised to see him, but she let him in and closed the door. “What are you doing here?” she asked, puzzled. “Aren't you in my Geography class? Andy something?” “I know that what happened today wasn't your fault, Jeca, and I just want you to know that at least one person at school believes you.” he told her. “I want to try to help you, but I don't know what to do.” She looked ready to cry as she wordlessly nodded her thanks and shrugged her shoulders. “I don't know what anyone can do.” she said. “I never posed for that picture, but who's ever going to believe me?” “I believe you, Jeca.” he said, touching her hand gently. Now she really did begin to cry, silent tears coursing down her cheeks. “You're so sweet.” she sobbed. “I'm sorry I was always so cold to you before. Thank you for being my friend right now. I could really use a friend. Even it you are a chess nerd.” She cried even harder at that, and he put his arms around her. “It's true.” he said. “You ...