Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... allowing his heart to hope.

“Well... It just seems... I don’t know... a little overwhelming, I guess. I mean I’m still excited about it and I want to go, but still, it just seems a little scary. I won’t know anyone, and no one will know me.” Sylvia said softly as if thinking out loud, then added “That might not be such a bad thing though.”

“Why is that? I thought you liked being known.” Rich asked as he gently brushed a few sweaty strands of hair out of Sylvia’s face.

“I guess I did like being known by everyone... in a way. But I’m finding out that I’m not that person anymore. I have been a real bitch, to tell you the truth. I look back on myself now and I’m not really liking what I see. I was so mean to so many people. For the longest time I thought that being like that made me better than them, or at least safe from getting hurt... but it didn’t. It made me a bitch. A hateful, mean bitch who tried to intimidate others to make myself feel bigger. All it really did was make me lonely. I didn’t have any real friends. Not until... the wreck the night of the Wilding.” Sylvia spoke as she laid her head back on Richard’s chest and idly ran her fingers through the hair on his chest.

Sylvia felt Richard take a long deep breath and let it out in an equally long sigh, his hands had paused their movement on her skin. She sensed that he was emotional about that night on the bridge as much as she was. He was of course, just not for the same reasons. Richard had never ...

... openly admitted or told Sylvia just how much he had felt for her friend Trina, the driver of the car that had wrecked on the bridge that night.

She did know that Richard had spent the biggest part of that evening earlier dancing with Trina, but Sylvia had been focused on Tom and herself and had not pain any attention to Trina or Richard that evening. Sylvia was very much aware of his presence on the bridge however, even with Tom there as well. At first, she had nearly cried with joy thinking that Tom was her savior in her time of dire need. That had changed of course, on the drive to the hospital, she and Tom had come to an understanding. Mostly in that she understood that he was a lost cause for her, Tom only had eyes for Lee and there was no swaying him. The one that got away... and the one that caused her to change her ways and her outlook on life.

That new outlook on life came with some unexpected benefits however. Like seeing other people as if for the first time. Like Tom’s love interest, Lee. While she and Lee would never be close friends, mostly because of Sylvia’s past treatment and attitude towards the girl, Sylvia could be actually friendly with her now. Jealous... sure... but she admitted that Lee was deserving of Tom’s affection. And... there were other guys out there who were certainly worth looking at and being friends with... and more. She smiled and thought of the one she was with at this very moment. Richard... very worthy indeed. Even if only for a short ...