Ty and Cinda--A Tale of Forbidden Love - 5 - Sex Stories

Ty and Cinda--A Tale of Forbidden Love - 5

... following night by promising me pot roast—my second favorite after her fried chicken, what my bastard grandfather had referred to as “nigger food.” As much as I loved Grandma I didn’t miss him a bit. I was sure he was securely ensconced in the bowels of hell. While we were there I asked if they would accompany us to Louisiana again later in the summer so I could visit LSU. I couldn’t begin to guess how many colleges had expressed an interest in me. Getting letters from coaches was exciting when I was in sixth grade, but by eighth it was tedious. I never paid too much attention, thinking I’d probably go to Indiana. Now with Cinda as my wife I had another idea. We agreed to go the first week in August. I’d phone Monroe so he could make the necessary arrangements. We slept in the following day, getting out of bed primarily to pee and shower. We skipped breakfast, choosing instead to put Fred out into the back yard while enjoying some freshly squeezed juice using oranges we’d bought in Florida. We weren’t surprised to see Holly run into our yard. She loved to play with Fred. Cinda called her over to us, giving her a big trash bag with a bow on it. She almost fainted when she saw the large Minnie Mouse doll within. She loved Minnie. Cinda and I had taken the PSAT and had done very well, a combined score of 226 for me and 200 for Cinda out of a possible 240. Having more than a month of the summer free we had decided to study for the SAT which was scheduled in November. We found it amazing that almost everyone in school was jealous of our grades, but barely anyone gave any thought to all the hours we worked to earn those successes. We agreed to study a minimum of three hours every morning leaving the afternoon and evening for social engagements, mostly with Kenny and Mandy. NEXT: The conclusion, although I'm already writing about Ty and Cinda's adventures in college. Their lives are never boring.