Summer holidays started getting better for Marie as she began feeling all grown up and being able to meet Jean without her parents coming to know about it. Her intent to meet Jean was different and was more on the romantic side, unlike the way that she felt to meet other friends of hers, hence she did not want to let her parents know about her friendship with Jean. She did not find difficulty in lying and manipulating her parents about the long walks which she started to have with Shadow.
And now there was yet another adventure for her to convince her parents to go to a male friend’s birthday party. Marie’s parents were orthodox, and they could not understand if a boy and girl could be just friends. To them, friendship between the opposite sexes was a beginning of something undesirable, and both of them disliked the theories which the new generation was introducing to the world.
Her parents were very happy in the country that the
The driver parked the car right in front of the main staircase that headed to the hall where the party had to happen, and the girls quickly hopped off the car very excitedly. The exhilaration was to meet all the other people from school in their best dresses. It was not as if the other students had not seen everybody in their casual attire because they had seen their friends in all kinds of garments.It was nothing new to them because in the hostel they would see each other wearing such clothes except for the fact that there were only a few occasions that they were allowed to show off their party wear clothes to create uniformity because not everybody could afford expensive looking clothes. They were only allowed to wear very simple clothes in the hostel daily and not like the backless dresses, sheer clothing, crop tops, shorts, etc. clothing they were dressed in at the party.The young boys and girls were impeccably dressed and everyone was
The freshly graduated youngsters who had cleared their high school examinations and started the first year of senior high last week were having a gala time at Derek’s birthday party which was organized in a posh area with everything taken care of in the most spectacular way. Each one of them was enjoying it the most, and they were also feeling great about being away from their parents for such an amazing party with friends which also had members of the opposite gender partying with them.Very smartly, the party organizer had apple juice served in champagne tulips for kids to raise a toast to the birthday boy. Apple juice made it look as if it was real champagne in it, and they were celebrating as adults. Such tricks were very well appreciated by everyone at the party, and some of them were even acting as if they were drunk.Even though all that they were having was fruit juice. Enacting as if they were intoxicated and were unable to wa
The demand that was kept forward by Jean did not feel awkward to Marie at all. In fact, it gave her the feeling of butterflies in her stomach. She was expecting it, but she did not want to take the initiative herself. Instead, she wanted Jean to take the lead in their bond.And now that the time had come with Jean asking Marie for a kiss, she did not want to delay it anymore. She started to think if it would be possible to kiss her at the party with everyone looking at them, especially after what happened just a few minutes ago when Jean almost confessed that Marie could be her girlfriend in the time to come.Mind you, both of them were adolescents and did not understand figures of speech. For all they knew, just a mild peck on the cheek was a kiss, and that is what Jean meant when she laid down her demand. It was all new to the two girls because until now, only their family had kissed them. Getting it from their friend was pretty much a big
A lot of chaos was created with the unexpected cut in power supply. It wasn’t that late at night, but the boys and girls were still worried about going home on time. Some of them would have their parents come to pick them up, while on the other hand, some of them had clubbed in with their friends to reach here, and their parents would be stressed had they not reached home at the time which they had mentioned.Marie was one such kid who had clubbed in with Jean, her friend, and she started to panic a lot. Her parents were strict and narrow-minded; in no way on planet Earth would they even listen to the explanation of why she was returning late. Thinking about this, she remembered that she was carrying her mobile phone with her as her father had asked her to carry it every time she stepped out of the house during vacations.Derek's parents were told that it was not a usual thing, and that is why the staff told them that they needed some
Marie was walking to her house with fear since her dad was walking in an angry way which looked as if he was waiting for her to return home from the party, and she was in some sort of trouble. That thought came to her mind because that is how it had happened in the past. Delilah had given her enough reasons to be scared of something or the other as she did nothing else but complain about her to Mr. Jones.“Why are you coming home so late?” Mr. Jones questioned her as soon as she reached the main gate. He opened the gate after he gave her a welcome like that.“Dad, I am not so late. Maybe a little because of the power cut in the hall, but it is still not that late,” Marie replied feeling guilty for having gone to the party in the first place.Her parents were not open-minded enough to accept that she had gone to a boy-girl party. She should have known that and not asked her dad for his permission to begin with.
Marie did not feel anything with the teddy in between her legs, so she started moving it the same way her sister was doing it from right to left. This was only out of curiosity to know what exactly Rebecca was doing when Marie walked into the room. Marie closed her eyes and rolled her head slightly behind just the same way she had seen her sister do.Something happened to her as if she got a minor current when the nose of the teddy bear that was made of plastic touched her button. The feeling was such that it disconnected her completely from the current problems in her life. She wanted to experience that feeling one more time. So, she did it again, but now it was intentionally done by her.Every time the plastic nose on the teddy bear touched that special part of hers, she felt the same level of excitement. Hence, she did it a couple of times until she wanted to continue feeling like that and possibly drown in the amount of pleasure which sh
While Marie had so many things going on at home, Jean on the other end was trying to somehow adjust to her dad’s lifestyle. Jean found it weird for him to get a new chick home every single day. This was not only when she was in the hostel, but it also happened when she was at home, and that was something she was never very happy about.Just like the other day, her dad brought home a chick who was only a couple of years older than his own daughter, Jean. She was such a good-looking female whose beauty, body movements and dressing sense were enough to sow the seed of insecurity and also a little jealousy in Jean’s mind. Those feelings for her had nothing to do with that her dad had a date, but rather it was all about that some random girl was keeping Jean’s dad away from her.Seeing her father happy made her feel good for him, but all that jazz only deprived her of his love and attention. Also, he spent more time with random
.At Marie’s Home.Just as soon as Delilah rushed to open the door when the doorbell rang, she was feeling satisfied to a different level. That was only because she read Marie’s diary and had a point or two to put her down by confronting her. Even though Marie was supposedly her step-daughter, Delilah never treated her such. She had an internal grudge against her for whatever reason that played in her head.Her heart was throbbing with excitement. Delilah was a mean lady for wanting to trouble the little girl intentionally. Marie had never interfered in anything that her step-mother did and yet her step-mother had nothing else to do other than not just interfering in Marie’s doings but also spoiling things for her either by talking about her to Mr. Jones behind her back or by being successful in her filthy plans to make Marie look bad in front of everyone.The minute she opened the door to welcome both
The silence after Marie’s question was killing. It took a little while for Jean to come back to the reality from what was going on in her mind. She was thinking about how she would cope with Marie being gone, and how they would keep in touch with each other. Primarily, the thing that was disturbing her was the fact that she would be left without friends again as other batchmates did not fondly accept her different likings.But because Marie had put forward a serious question, Jean answered, “Because you are going away tomorrow.”“I am here with you now,” Marie mentioned and asked, “Why don’t we make full use of that instead of getting upset over something which neither of us can change?!”It was a rhetorical question; Jean understood that, and she responded, “That is logical. I want to have the best memories with you.”“I am not dying; just going away,” Mar
Marie and Jean were lost in each other’s arms, and they had completely disconnected themselves with the world. They were involved only in the feeling that they were getting at the present time. It was a beautiful scenario which was sparkling with the freshness that their smiles were beaming out. If anyone were to see them, they would have agreed that beautiful was just an underrated word for that moment.Just as soon as Mr. Jones reached closer to his daughter, Marie and Jean got done with their hug, and they were letting go of each other. That is when Mr. Jones said, “Marie, won’t you introduce your friend to me?”“Yes, daddy. Jean, meet my father and dad, meet my best friend, Jean.”“Hello, sir!” Jean greeted him, and she initiated a handshake with him as she continued, “It is a pleasure to meet you.”“Likewise,” Mr. Jones responded and was impressed with
Marie woke up the next morning with a weird feeling. She was excited to meet Jean after the holidays in which different feelings were experienced between both of them. A few of the things that they had done were big enough to create a lasting expression for life. They were not the little things but quite a lot according to their age.Besides, they were both unsure of who they actually were. They liked being together but also to the level that they didn't need anyone else, and not just figuratively but also literally. Being with the boys stopped appealing to them even though their friends and other people their age were crazy about talking to the opposite gender and being friends with them.Marie was in the best school, and her parents pulling her out of it was not easy for either party. But because of the doubts that appeared in their minds about her liking some other girl, forced them to take such a step. The society wasn't really accepting
Listening to her dad, Marie felt a heavy lump in her throat. Unable to decide if she should be happy about finally getting to stay at home with her dad and the family after such a long time, or whether she should be sad about having to call off her friendship with Jean. Because the two things which Marie wanted for the rest of her life were not possible to happen at once. It was either this or that.For a young girl like her, it was a tough choice to make. She had always wanted to stay at home with her family just like the rest of her friends and everybody whom she had known. Youngsters her age stayed in the family and kept very happy about the little things which they got to do at home. During the time when they discussed such things, Marie dreamt if it was ever going to be possible for her to feel just the same and not be separated from her family members after a couple of days or weeks.But the depressing part about it was that even thoug
A couple of strokes that Jean was giving Marie on her lower back were making both of them wet. But because they did not know much about what had to be done, they were not doing anything more except Jean feeling Marie and Marie letting her touch the way Jean wanted. Marie had her eyes closed to feel the flow of Jean’s touch which was not very hard and yet not very gentle; just the appropriate amount of pressure Jean was applying to impart similar feelings that she was experiencing.In a little while, Jean brought her hands to Marie’s mid back and just as when she was moving her thumbs in a circular manner a little towards her spine, the rest of her palms stretched out on Marie’s back. Jean’s finger tips were touching Marie at a sensitive spot which was the part exactly under her small boobs. Marie was aware of that because of the way it was making her feel, but she still ignored it and did not say a word to Jean.On th
Tears rolled down from Marie’s eyes as soon as Mr. Jones placed his palm on her cheek, giving her a comforting touch. By this time, he had already made up his mind for what had to be done next to avoid Marie doing anything that would cause her trouble in the country that they lived in. But he didn’t deem it appropriate to mention it at the present moment.“Prepare for your sleepover,” Mr. Jones directed Marie only to bring a smile on her face, and a subtle smile showed up on her face. She walked to her room to pack all her necessary stuff. Perhaps it was important for Marie to take some time off from the environment at home, which gave time to her dad to plan everything out and maybe even execute the way out of the mess that was in line to happen. Hence, he lived up to his promise.“What sleepover?” Delilah asked as she took a step forward towards him.“Marie is going for a sleepover,” h
Mr. Jones was completely shocked and could not believe what he heard Delilah say out loud. He never thought of assuming that his very own daughter, Marie, would be in to people of the same gender to which she also belonged. He did not want to trust his wife and wanted to ask Marie, but at least for a second he failed to think of anything but his daughter not being accepted in the society that they lived in.Once he calmed himself down to give an appropriate reaction to that, he turned back to his daughter and asked, “What is mom saying?”“I don’t know what mom is saying. Jean is my friend and not only that, she is my best friend forever,” Marie responded and while she did, she also held Jean’s hand in both her hands and brought it up to her chest to show that she was serious about the thing she just mentioned and was not going to let go of their friendship whatever may have come.More than anything,
It took Delilah less than a minute to be shattered completely and to get a feeling to be on the other side. She certainly had her own reasons to have been involved with the handsome hunk from the neighborhood, but that was only because Mr. Jones was always at work. Delilah’s age was such that her hormones had been bursting to flow out, but Mr. Jones never really cared.Maybe that was because he never really loved her and married her for mutual understanding. Seeing that reason failing in front of his eyes, possibly he could never give her the attention she wanted. Mr. Jones must have had a grudge against Delilah for the separation she caused between him and his daughter because no father will want to stay away from his own daughter whom he brought into this world.Had Rebecca also been sent to the hostel, it would have been a separate thing? But she was unlucky to get admission to the school in which Marie was studying. Delilah had ope
Listening to her step-mother shouting from the other end of the little place to eat, Marie set her act right and straightened her back immediately. The smile on her face dissolved in the worry of having been exposed with Jean in front of Delilah in a not very acceptable position. The closeness of their bodies could ignite fire, and the place that they were living at barely accepted couples of opposite genders, so it was absolutely impossible for anyone to see two girls sharing similar vibes.Both the girls walked back decently to the table on which Rebecca was seated. Delilah also walked to the table. Jean and Marie kept the plastic food tray that they were holding on the table and sat down feeling highly uncomfortable. Without a word, the four of them had their waffles except for Rebecca who kept purposely talking about random things that were indirectly pointing at Marie to make her feel embarrassed.Seeing someone else happy and not disru