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story--pt. V Jan 31st, 2004 8:11:50 pm - Subscribe
I was the only one in the basement when he knocked. Tyler had just gone upstairs when he did. I opened the window and let him in. We had just closed the door when he came back downstairs. "Shhhhh! He might hear us!" I whispered harshly. I turned on the shower and started stripping down. He turned away and covered his eyes when he saw what I was doing. "come one. If you're going to shower, you better get naked, too!" I giggled at how sweet he was being. He may have acted all tough and street, but deep down inside, he was just a boy who cared for a girl.

I stepped into the shower and he followed me. We giggled and laughed and let the water clothe our naked bodies. We met eyes and hugged each other. It felt heavenly. I never wanted it to stop. But, all good things must end. And this ended when the water all of a sudden got ice cold. I jumped when I felt it and let out a shriek. "Aaahhhh! Cold!" I leaped out of the shower and got a towel around me. Zander stayed in for a couple more seconds then turned off the water.

"That felt so good. Thanks for letting me shower with you," he whispered before putting on his clothes and climbing out the window. He left me feeling warm and a kiss on the lips. I stood there for a good 5 minutes before I decided it was time to get dressed. I put on my pyjamas then floated up the stairs to bed.

I woke up the next morning feeling refreshed and ready to go to school. But that feeling left when I got downstairs. My daddy was there. But he should have left for work 2 hours ago! I tried to act naturally when I saw him. "Hi Daddy. What are you doing home? Shouldn't you be at work?"

"I stayed home to talk to you. Your brother heard 2 voices in the bathroom last night. Who was the other person?" He was flaming mad by now. He had found out! I hated Tyler right then. Why did he have to go and ruin a perfectly good day?

I had to come clean. He had found out."It was one of my new friends. His name is Zander. He's a runaway from Denver and he needed a shower. So I took a shower with him. I don't se anything wrong with it. He smelled really bad."

"You know it's wrong! Girls should NEVER shower with guys! Especially at your age! You KNOW better than this! You can NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN! And, you can never go to the park again, either. He was the reason you were late, wasn't he?"

I know not to argue with him at this point. I could never win and I didn't want him to hit me. "Yes," I said weakly. "I promise never to see him again. I have to go to school now," I had to get out of there. I didn't want him to see me crying.

"Hold on a minute!" He was still angry. I turned to face him. It was all a dream by this point. It didn't matter if he hit me. I couldn't see Zander anymore. I ran out of the house crying by eyes out with a big slap mark on the side of my face. I was running down the Street when Zander caught up to me.

"What happened? Did he hurt you? That bastard! I'm going to kill him!" Daddy was angry, but Zander was worse. He could kill the world if he wanted to right now. He hugged me tight and said "Just come to the park with me. Run away and never come back. We'll get your bank cards, empty the accounts and go to Hawaii. You'd like that, wouldn't you. We'll run for miles and miles. We'll run and never get tired. Come on, lets go!" He was revved up and wanted to go right then.

Then Daddy drove up. He had gotten my bank cards and then he threw them at me. "Leave. I never want you in my sight again!" Then he drove off.

Zander picked them up. "Lets go! Come on! He said leave, so , let's!" He was pulling on my arm. It was tempting. Lust to go and never come back. I wanted to so badly. We were at school.

"Let me think it over. I'll have a decision at the end of the day. Just meet me here when school gets out then we'll go. Just let me say goodbye to everyone."

He was reluctant, but he let me. Little did I know that that was the last time I would see my beloved Zander. He gave me my cards and started walking to his bench to wait for school to get out.
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