My eyes widened slightly, the corners of my own mouth turning up in a fresh smile. Oh, and he’s a charmer, too. He reached out his hand and took min..., saying as he did, ‘It is so great to be here, I can’t believe I’m actually here, with you alone in your house.’ I could hear the wonder in his voice, and the rougher tone of attraction. I smile again, a soft inviting look, and he slowly stood up, taking me in his arms, pulling me closer towards him. I don’t resist, snuggling deep into his. The truth was that I loved it when she was rough with me. I loved it when she slapped me around and called me a bitch, it turned me on. Around the middle of my ninth grade year, she eventually grew to like me, and stopped abusing me, even started walking with me to class and inviting me over her house. One night after practice, my mother couldnt pick me up and she offered to let me stay the night at her house. My mother had no problem with it, considering her and my mom became nearly best. Sarah and James had their arms clamped around one another’s shoulders for support fearful that one or other of them might end up in the gutter. The night was warm and the moon was out, casting a pale light over the street.“See you tomorrow Tim,” said Nicki. Her voice was low and beautiful and I wished she were going home with me instead of Ben.“See you Nicki and thanks so much for making my first week so wonderful!” I replied.“Bye Tim,” chorused Sarah and James at the same time, making each. I did not want to take a pair off the top so I got one from the bottom and shoved it into my backpack.Out the kitchen window again and over the fence. I did end up going to the coffee shop, but that was just to test the connection and set up. Everything was working 100% and I could not wait to see what I could get from it.The sun was starting to set so I decided to go home and wait for her to show up. After a quick dinner with mom I went up to my room to “read”. Pace was more like it, it was.