The Shoplifter Chapter Four - Sex Stories

The Shoplifter Chapter Four

... describe my jubilation as I walked out to the parking lot. The sun was bright. I had made my tough decision. My world was coming back together. The Mustang knew the way home. I was absolutely gleeful. Nothing else could describe it. Next Friday was going to be hard and scary, but nothing compared to some of the things I had been through during the last twelve weeks. How lucky can one girl be…they caught it in time…they can do it right here in safety…Jamal turns out to be an angel…everything is paid for…no one in my family will know…I can go to college on time…no more nightmares about seeing fat white women with black kids in the mall…I can date Kyle with my head up…My normalcy is back…I turned into the drive at home. KYLE I raced through the house. I had to keep busy. I dressed in one of my selected conservative outfits, got a bite to eat and drove to Wish Foundation. It was a Friday afternoon and things were quiet, but the luckiest Central High grad ever went about busy work like crazy. Dad would be home from his weeklong trip in time for dinner. It would be so great to see him and be able to look him in the eye. Maybe the three of us could catch a movie or something other than just TV. I felt like a ton had been taken off my shoulders. In an idle moment when I was supposed to be monitoring a silent phone bank, I thought about Kyle. These thoughts only served to strengthen my resolve that the decision had been correct. Now I could continue with Kyle. Kyle was the best ...

... boyfriend I could have. He is cute, smart, motivated and very attracted to me. Only now, after the nightmares of the last two months, could I really see how perfect he was for my life. In two weeks he will be off to college to study engineering and I will be off to study computer science and math. He will be about two hours away from Monroe to the south, and I will be about the same to the west, but it is like a triangle, the two schools are only an hour apart and we both will have cars at school. We will see a lot of one another. As I sat there thinking this through, Kyle kept getting more and more attractive to me. He could well be the perfect guy for my life. We could continue to see one another in college and maybe really make something of this. Kyle really loved me. I will now have a proper relationship with him. A good sexual relationship with Kyle would be the very best answer to the erotic compulsions that dominated my thinking all the time now. Proper sex with a proper male; would be so wonderful. It was the way things were supposed to work between a man and a woman—college, engagement, marriage, and family. My thought pattern turned dark. I had not honestly been treating Kyle very well. For the last four months of our senior year, he had tried everything to get closer to me but I had put up so many barriers. Then, as I got close to graduation all hell broke loose in my life. I was so preoccupied with all these shoplifting challenges; I had been terrible to him. I was the ...