It's A Good Day to Die Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

It's A Good Day to Die Chapter 1

Writer’s Note: Hello everyone I know your looking for the next chapter of A Family Betrayal. It will be out soon, but we thought maybe we would give you the first chapter of the next story that will be after A Family Betrayal. I hope you find it entertaining as well a enjoyable read. This story will have no connection with the other three stories. Tazonda and I hope everyone likes this new series and enjoy. As always Peace to you all. Family: Those that stand by you through life. They nurture your young mind by showing you wrong from right. Care, protect, and love you through the good and bad times. Parents show their sons or daughters how to be a man and woman. Mothers tends to all the scraps and bruises that occur, but most importantly they show love. That was the definition I was always told, and always noticed with my own family until will one night which I will get to soon. My name is Matt Hartigan 17, 5'10, 195 lbs lean and muscled, with short red hair and blue eyes. I am the running back on the high school football team. I am very smart and talented in art. All my life I have worked hard to get where I am, but I guess all that I had done flew by my families eyes. For they are the reason I am seating in my car parked in front of my best friend Adam’s parents house. It’s raining hard out here at around 11 p.m. On the night of prom. Because they reason I am here and not at home is because well my family don’t want me. I suppose it would be best to explain why as they say ...

... the truth is best when told. * Flashback* My family were very supportive of me in my early years. I was the youngest of three with two older sisters Kelsey and Jennifer. We all three would hang out and play together. They called us the three musketeers. I have a aunt that is 5 years older then me. She was like a older sister at times treating me like a younger brother. My dad was her older brother who after their parents died took over guardianship of her. So I suppose she became my sister after that day. I loved my family growing up with all the hugs my mom, aunt , and sisters would give me warmed my heart. My father showed me love at times by taking me fishing or camping, but he made it a point to tell me to just do things on my own. Those times were when I was 10 to 12 years of age. My birthday was in the month of June actually on the first day of summer. It was my 13th birthday that would mark it as the last happy one well at least with my family, but those after would be with my godparents and their kids. My parents made Nick and Adam’s parents my godparents. Seems they went to high school together, but lost contact until years later when I attended the same school as their sons. So I still had some that cared for me. The day of my 13th birthday I was treated with a morning wake up call from my Aunt Sarah. She was so beautiful at the age of 18. She stood 5‘10, 127 lbs keeping herself in shape as did my mother. Sarah had long brunette hair and brown eyes. She was laying ...