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

Date: 8/13/2017, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 89.5, Source: sexstories.com

year. Overall, my investments had earned 8.3 percent—roughly $800,000. Most of it had been reinvested; the proceeds from the tax-free fund replenished my bank account. We always rose early, but the night before our trip we could hardly sleep—that’s how anxious and excited we were. We’d celebrate our first anniversary tomorrow. What a wonderful year it had been. Driving now would be a lot easier, too; Cinda had passed her driving test in February. I often let her drive to and from school and on other short trips. I drove for two hours before pulling off to get breakfast then Cinda drove for an hour. We alternated throughout the day, making excellent time and covering more than 650 miles before stopping and staying at a Best Western for the night. Up early again we reached Grandma’s just after noon. She greeted us with hugs and kisses. “Oh, it’s so good to see you. Happy anniversary! Dear God, was it a year ago that the two of you were married? We have so much to talk about, but first Cinda I think you should go and see your mother. She’s been talking nonstop about your visit all week.” I unloaded the truck, moving our suitcases into our old room. We raced to the truck once we had kissed Grandma good-bye. Five minutes later we were in front of Cinda’s old house. If anything it looked worse than it had when we left. I had barely stopped the truck when Cinda was out the door. I expected her to run to the house, but she waited for me; we walked hand-in-hand to the door. Momma ... opened it before we had even climbed the steps. Cinda ran up to hug her Momma. I followed a few steps behind, hugging and kissing Momma, too. We walked into the house together. Cinda hugged Monroe then he hugged me. “All-American--not too shabby; I saw that last basket on You Tube. That was incredible. How many points did you have in that game?” “I don’t know. I don’t keep track of stuff like that.” “Well, I do,” Cinda interjected. “Ty had 59, a new tournament record, and he had seventeen rebounds, too. He was playing against a seven-footer. It was the most incredible game I’ve ever seen and I saw all of Ty’s last year. The team was 32-0—undefeated, thanks to Ty.” “I was only one member of the team. I know you understand that, Monroe, even if your sister doesn’t.” Cinda stuck her tongue out at me and we all had a good laugh. “I thought you had a great game against Auburn. Cinda and I were glued to the TV the entire game. She refused to get up even to pee. I thought she was going to ruin our couch.” Even Cinda laughed at that although she did say, “I went at half-time, so there.” We all laughed again then we made arrangements for dinner. Momma told us it was lonely being here in the house by herself, but that Grandma had spent a lot of time with her comparing notes. “You should get a dog, Momma, like Fred.” Then we all listened while Cinda told at least two dozen stories about Fred including her episode with the plumber and how he had lunged at Mitch and how he had saved Holly ...