1. She is the One (Part 17)


    Date: 1/19/2016, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Romance, School, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: jashley13, Rating: 91.2, Source: sexstories.com

    and she shrieked with laughter. The auditorium was a maelstrom of audience members and cast members, most of whom still had remnants of their makeup on. We received more than a few congratulations and praises from strangers before we saw my family standing back near the front entrance with, I was surprised to see, Joe and Belle. Mom greeted me first with a big hug. “Fantastic job, honey,” she said, “I’m so proud of you.” “Thanks, mom.” “And you,” she said, turning to Kayla and pulling her in for a hug, “Amazing work as well.” “Thanks, Mrs. Harrison,” Kayla said, squeezing her. Dad pulled me in for a hug as well, grunting appreciatively. “Excellent,” he said gruffly, “Never was one for Shakespeare, but…really great. Just great.” “Just great?” I said, raising an eyebrow. “Hey, don’t go fishing for compliments, buddy. Last thing I need is you becoming a diva.” “ Ohhhhhh ,” Joe said, grinning like a monkey, “Jack the Diva. I think Stacey has a few feathered boas from when she was younger.” “Do they strangle well?” I asked as he pulled me into a bro-hug. “Great job, man,” he said, “Fantastic. I couldn’t take my eyes off you. Just one question.” “What’s that?” “What the hell were you saying?” Amanda hugged me from behind as I was laughing. “I understood you,” she said cheerfully. The hug was just a bit too close for a sister to give a brother. “You did?” Alan asked, looking a little jealous that the hug was going on longer than was usually acceptable. “Well…most of it.” “What ...
    about me?” Kayla asked, folding her arms, “Anyone understand me?” “I did,” I replied. “Wasn’t asking you, numbskull.” Mom and dad raised their hands. Belle, who had been quiet until now, also raised her hand. “You did?” Joe asked, incredulous. “What?” Belle said, slightly peeved, “I like Shakespeare.” Interesting. “Why didn’t you try out for the play?” I asked. “I said I liked Shakespeare. I never said I could perform it.” “Well,” dad said, clapping his hands, “One down, two to go. Feeling good about it?” I saw Ms. Locke across the auditorium, her face drawn and deep lines set around her mouth. “Yeah, I feel good about it,” I said, “Not sure about everyone else though.” Mom saw where I was looking. “Everything okay?” “Just theater drama,” I replied. “Or drama drama, if you like,” Kayla said with a grin. “Ha ha,” I replied dryly, “We about ready to go?” “Oh, Jack,” Joe said, as we left the auditorium, “Craig said sorry he couldn’t make it but he and Becca were on a date. He said he’ll try to make it tomorrow.” “All right,” I said with a shrug. Maybe they’ll finally do it. Craig’s waited longer for Becca than he ever had for a girl before. Come to think of it, had Joe and Belle done it yet? I hadn’t picked up any signs from them but, then again, they weren’t exactly the type to mass-text, “About to bone! Lol!” Well, maybe Joe was, but not Belle. Yeesh, when did I get so interested in other peoples’ sex lives? Give me acrylic nails and the ability to snap my fingers like a whip and ...
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