Set up 2 Fall - Sex Stories

Set up 2 Fall

... passed away a few years ago. May I ask who is calling?” Another long pause. “Oh, I see.” she said, finally, looking at Carla. “Yes, I suppose that would be fine. I leave it up to her to say yes, or no, of course.” Another pause. “Yes, well, thank you, young man, and I look forward to Friday, if she accepts... Yes, I will... Good bye.” She hung up the phone and smiled at Carla. “It seems you have a new friend.” she said. “He just called to ask your father permission to ask you to dinner on Friday.” “Andy Wackerman?” she asked, and her mother nodded. “He brought me lunch in the Library today.” “Well, he would like to buy you dinner on Friday.” she smiled. “Do you like this boy? He obviously likes you.” “Yes, Mother he's nice.” she replied, then faltered. “Miss Connelly told me told that I should go for the nice guy, instead of the flashy... assholes.” “Did she?” her mother said. “In just those words?” Carla nodded. “Well, it's good advice.” she said. “Not the language I'd expect from her, but entirely accurate. You father was a nice guy, and I don't regret a minute of our time together. I would choose him again if I had to do it all over again, even knowing that he's dead and Mr. William Jackson is very much alive.” “What? You almost married Mr. Jackson? Bradley's father?” Carla gaped. “No, he was never going to marry me, and he told me so right after he finished. That didn't stop him from doing things with me, though.” she said bitterly. “Did Daddy know?” Carla asked quietly. ...

... Her mother looked at her and began crying. “He knew, but he didn't care.” she said. “He loved me, and when you came, he loved you too.” She went over and hogged the girl, who was also crying. “Oh, baby, I didn't want you to ever find out. Your Daddy loved you with his whole heart, and the fact that you weren't his didn't matter to him at all.” “I know that.” Carla sniffled. “Every time he told me he loved me, he also told me how lucky he was to be in my life. I didn't know what he meant until now.” * * The next day at school, Andy was absent, but Bradley Johnson came up to her in the hallway at her locker. “Hey there, Carla, welcome to womanhood.” he said, standing uncomfortably close. She tried to shy away from him, but he put his hand up behind her. “Hey, don't be shy. I know it's the first time I've paid attention to you, but you were a little kid before. I always liked you; I just knew I had to wait.” “Leave me alone, please.” she said, ducking under his arm and stepping away. She still had an armload of books to put away, but he was standing in front of her locker. “Please step aside?” “Carla, come on.” he said. “How about we go out on Friday? I'll pick you up in my car, and we can go out.” “Out where?” she asked, then realized her mistake when he grinned at her. “It's a surprise.” he smiled. “I'll see you at your house after school on Friday, then.” “No, I didn't say I'd go out with you!” she protested. “Sure you did.” he grinned. “See you then.” He sauntered away, down ...