The Worst Day(s) of My Life: Day 02 - Sex Stories

The Worst Day(s) of My Life: Day 02

... away from the busier street.

She had only made it a few houses when she realized she wasn't being followed. Lucas' house was nearby and she thought about going back over there, only to change her mind when she considered where the nasty old woman might be coming back to.

But she saw something out of the corner of her eye.

"Lucas! Thank God!"

Lucas was running down the driveway holding a bundle of clothing in his hands. He held them out to Sylvia for her to take, but she pushed past the wad of clothes and jumped at him, her arms wrapped around his shoulders.

"My shirt got torn off by the bus and the dog attacked my pants and then your mother went crazy and I think Shien's dead oh my god!"

"Sylvia, please!" His voice was cracking, his arms raised into the air.

It was at that point that Sylvia remembered her nudity and stepped back, blushing. She covered her breasts with her hands as Lucas looked off to the side, handing the clothes to her. She took some.

"I heard the arguing from my bedroom." Lucas' gaze was down the road, where his mother had marched Sylvia to. "When I looked out the window and saw you two, I went up to get some clothes."

"I don't know how to thank you!" Sylvia gasped, stepping into a pair of striped boxers. "I have no idea what would've happened if I didn't get lucky."

"Sorry about my mother." Lucas rubbed the back of his head. He glanced down at Sylvia, who was stepping into a pair of jeans, still topless, then averted his ...

... gaze. "She can get kind of crazy."

"She used to be so much nicer." Sylvia pulled the jeans up to her waist, shaking back and forth to try to get them around her hips and only barely managing it. "I used to be her 'half-daughter', remember?"

"Yeah. Yeah." When Lucas saw that Sylvia had a button-down shirt over her chest, he finally started to look at her, though his gaze was still affixed to her bare stomach. "Right up until after we started the band."

Sylvia was clothed again, though the outfit was more suited to the lanky build of Lucas than to her own curves. Despite this, she still felt like she was able to relax, at least until Lucas' mother returned.

"Lukey!" She screamed. "What is going on?"

"Mom." He stood in front of Sylvia. "I was just helping her out-"

"Her? HER!" She started to scream. "I told you not to associate with that woman any more! Do you have any idea how she tried to greet you?"

"Mom, it wasn't her fault!"

"Don't talk back to me!" She turned towards Sylvia. "You. Get out of my son's clothes this instant, you pervert!"

Lucas's mother grabbed Sylvia my the collar and tugged her forward. And then Sylvia suddenly remembered that afternoon, when she had been grabbed by the boy in the hallway. Ivy wasn't here to save her this time.

Sylvia slapped the woman.

There was a pause. A silence.

Lucas raised both of his hands, unsure of what to do in the situation. Then his mother looked up at the girl who'd struck her cheek.

"That was ...