Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... face coloring a little as she admitted that it wasn’t entirely his fault.

“Besides, you changed the tire, that’s gotta count towards something.” She grinned at him before continuing.

“Come on, I’ll give you a ride to school… I was going that way anyway.” Deeny said as she nodded her head towards her sister in the seat beside her.

“Yeah! Come on Tom. If we’re going to be late, we might as well be late together!” Lee added from the passenger side.

“Alright then, let me just grab my books up here.” Tom said with a sheepish look, a look that Deeny had to admit was kind of cute. A thought that was reinforced by the excited and thankful grip her sister had on her right arm.

Deeny turned the old car around in the middle of the road with a three-point turn, coming to a stop as Tom ran back up the car on the passenger’s side and climbed into the back seat. The car was rolling again before he even had his door closed.

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“So, tell me about this Wilding wingding.” Yvonne said to Cam as she leaned forward to cross her forearms on the counter top in front of her, across from his half empty coffee cup.

Cam shrugged as he set down the doughnut, he had just taken a bite of. He brushed the crumbs off his fingers with a napkin as he chewed. He looked across the counter at Yvonne with his head tilted slightly to one shoulder as he tried to figure out her interest in the yearly barn dance. It was almost an institution around these parts. He swallowed, then ...

... reached for his coffee to wash it down.

“It’s an annual dance… Big bonfire, costume contest… just an excuse for folks of all ages to gather and let off some steam. Why? You want to go this year?” Cam asked as he gave Yvonne a knowing grin.

“I don’t know… maybe. Do you have to have an invitation or a date to attend?” Yvonne asked rocking her head slightly from shoulder to shoulder and raising one eyebrow.

“I don’t think you have to have a date, and no, there are no invitations sent out. At least, not the last time I attended it anyway. I’ve been away for a few years.” Cam said with another shrug of his shoulders.

“Do you have to wear a costume?” Yvonne asked with a sly grin spreading on her face, chewing on her bottom lip.

“I don’t suppose so, but most people do, it’s kind of fun, people not knowing who you are. For some it’s like a free pass to do things they wouldn’t ordinarily do… like dancing or… other things.” Cam said looking Yvonne directly in the eyes and winking, his own smile more of a smirk really.

Yvonne felt a little tingle at the thoughts that flashed through her mind, the possibilities… then she saw a flash of light blue over Cam’s shoulder. Deeny’s old car came roaring into the parking lot, the gravel crunching under her tires, the ever-present faint cloud of blue smoke trailing the car as it came to a stop.

“Well, it’s about time girl!” Yvonne spoke softly to herself, but Cam heard it and turned to look over his shoulder following her line of ...