1. Ty and Cinda--A Tale of Forbidden Love - 3


    Date: 4/3/2017, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

    account to pay his preliminary fees. I had a big bank account with more than a hundred thousand dollars. I had set it up so all the interest and dividends from my inheritance were deposited in it. I also had several big certificates of deposit, insuring I’d have plenty of cash if needed. I took and passed my driving test over the Christmas break. The basketball team was undefeated then with a record of 6-0. I averaged 24.6 points in those games with eight assists and seven rebounds a game. Once I had my license I went shopping for a truck. For this I did need my dad’s assistance although I could have used the attorney if absolutely necessary. We were on speaking terms, but I doubted we’d ever be really close again. Our team went all the way to the state semi-finals before losing to a much bigger school. They had two players over 6’8” and our tallest was 6’4.” I played extremely well, scoring 42 and rebounding like a madman before fouling out in the last minute. We lost 88-76. I made first-team all-tournament and MVP which were small consolations. On the positive side I was only a sophomore. Cinda and I spoke for a very long time that night. Two weeks later I also told her that I had been named All-State. CHAPTER 8 Mom and Dad decided they needed a vacation after all the turmoil over the past year—a second honeymoon—once school was done for the year. They wanted to travel for three weeks throughout Europe. I wasn’t actually invited and I didn’t want to go either. It was ...
    time…time to put my plans into effect. Mom and Dad had just left on Sunday when I walked into Family Court Monday morning with my petition to become an emancipated minor. I explained how I had been uprooted twice in the past year and how I had been attacked three times, the last one resulting in a bullet wound and sixty stitches to my scalp courtesy of my grandfather with whom I was living at the time. All the legal issues in Louisiana were a matter of public record. My inheritance—thanks, at least, for that, Grandpa—showed that I had the means to support myself. I walked out of court a free man. Once I was home I packed my truck with my clothes, toiletries, and laptop. Those went into the rear seat. I reserved the truck bed for my air bed, blanket and pillow. I withdrew a thousand dollars from my account as I planned for the 900-mile trip to Louisiana. I realized that no decent hotel would rent a room to a seventeen year old kid so I planned to sleep in the truck bed. It would only be one night and I thought I might be able to find either a truck stop or a rest center where truckers might stay overnight. The last thing I packed was my collection of throwing stars. I took my dog Fred to Kenny’s. He was my best friend and he had agreed to watch over him until my parents returned home. I left early on Saturday morning, stopping around ten to send a text to my parents: Dear Mom and Dad, I have told you too many times how upset I have been at being used the way you’ve done over the ...
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