Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... just in high school.

For the most part, she never gave old relationships a second thought after moving on. And, until recently with not being able to win the attention and affections of Tom, she had never been left wanting for those attentions and affections for any other boy. Now that she knew what it felt like, even if slow on the uptake, she could understand the loss a little better.

“I wish I could take you with me, Richard. I’m going to miss you too.” Sylvia said with a little more humility and understanding in her voice now.

“I know you’re going to be busy with classes and the whole college thing... I don’t expect you’ll have much time for me, especially living back here, on the farm and you in Kansas City at school.” Richard said, giving her more or less a free pass to break up with him.

“Yeah...” Sylvia said, breaking eye contact and toying with her spoon in the remains of her banana split while she thought for a moment or so.

“You know... I’ve still got two weeks, and I really do like spending time with you. Would you think badly of me if I said I would like to spend that time still seeing you?” Sylvia asked, her head down and looking up through her lashes and bangs into Richard’s eyes.

“Syl... I’ve loved... spending time with you. I’d be honored to keep you company for the time we have left.” Richard said quietly, not sure why he had even said it, but there it was.

Sylvia smiled warmly... she could appreciate his honesty towards her. She knew ...

... Richard was not in love with her, but she knew he had feelings for her, just as she had feelings for him, even if they were just a little more than simply being friends. Sylvia had found that she could relax and be herself around this gentle souled man. She had never really felt that way with any other boy she had known. It was still a new experience for her.

“So, are we going to go fishing today or what?” Sylvia asked with an impish smile, an idea forming in her mind even as she asked.

“Really? I thought you weren’t so much interested in fishing.” Richard asked a little puzzled by her change of heart.

Sylvia shrugged and tilted her head slightly to one shoulder, her red locks bouncing about her shoulders. She bit her bottom lip and one eyebrow rose in question, still waiting on Richard’s response.

“Well, alright then. Let’s go fishing.” Richard said with a surprised if uncertain smile forming on his lips.

They both stood and carried their empty ice cream containers to the garbage can and then walked to Richard’s old pickup truck. In moments they were headed down the road towards Arrowhead Lake and Richard’s fishing shanty.

***___***___

“Isn’t there anything you can do?” Annie asked Gerald as they sat in his personal car outside the county court house.

“I’m not sure there’s much else I can do... maybe make a couple of phone calls and ask someone else.” Gerald said stoically, while holding Annie’s left hand in his big right hand.

Annie was verging on ...