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Abby

December comes too soon. We’re counting down the days until the New Year’s Eve party that we plan to organize at Ve’s house. His parents won’t be home. Neither will his siblings. It’s going to be awesome. Before that happens, we still have Christmas to get through. My parents are practically living in Daisy Valley by now, so I need to go there. I can’t imagine being so far away from Ve during the holidays. There’s no doubt they won’t let me stay at home, but maybe there’s a shadow of a chance that I could take him with me. I don’t know how to even begin talking about that.

“Abbs!” I hear Mom’s voice from the kitchen.

“Yes, Mom?”

“Come here for a moment,” she calls. “Dad and I spoke. Maybe you’d like to invite Connor for Christmas. You’d go with me and get back in time for New Year’s Eve.”

I am shocked. Is she reading my mind? My jaw drops on the floor. Is this a dream?

“You’d really like that?” I ask as soon as I can formulate the words.

“If you want, and if his parents are okay with that.”

“I’ll ask. That’s great news, thanks!”

Incredible. They finally noticed that our relationship is still blooming and that he’s my whole world. It’s a really sweet gesture on their part.

I’d like to get all matters at school sorted out before the end of the semester, so I don’t have to keep my head occupied with it in January. I’ve already passed most courses. The grades are just a formality at this point. I’m not top of the class, far from it, but I do care about the things I enjoy. The rest doesn’t count. I’m not interested in political bullshit, history, biology, chemistry, and physics, even though I major in that. The irony is that I’m an artist at heart. I’ve always been fascinated by films and photography. I love writing, music, PE, art, and psychology. There are no high schools specializing in that. I love analyzing people, observing their behaviors—they’re almost always at odds with what slumbers inside them. It’s fascinating. Anyway, I’ve always coped and won’t stop now. I’m a lot smarter than people give me credit for. I can get by even without the knowledge of various disciplines that don’t interest me. And those that do? I don’t have to make an effort with those. I love them, so I get results with ease.

I’m waiting for the bell during the last class. When it does sound, I slide my stuff from the desk to my backpack and rush out to meet Ve at the bus stop. Surprisingly, I see him by the building as soon as I’m out. He’s standing with his heel propped on a low wall. A beautiful smile brightens his handsome face. My heart starts racing. I can feel it in my throat!

“Hey there, kitty cat.” He stretches out his arms to hug me.

I fly into them. The familiar warmth encompasses me, and the one-of-a-kind, most beautiful smell hits my nose. His scent. After a while of hugging, I raise my eyes. He’s a lot taller than me. I barely reach his shoulder when I’m in flat-soled shoes. He takes my face in his warm hands and kisses me—delicately at first, but then gradually more passionately.

“Shall we go, my little angel?” he asks as we draw apart.

“Yes, but there is something I’d like to ask you first.” I’ve got his attention now. He pauses and looks me in the eyes quizzically. “Would you like to spend Christmas with me?”

“At Daisy Valley?”

“Yes, right there.”

“What about your parents?”

“They were the ones who suggested it.”

“You’re serious?”

“Super serious.”

“Hm, I don’t know. I have no idea how my folks would react.”

“Think about it and… please, say yes. It’s like a dream come true to have you with me during that time. I hate Christmas. I always argue with Dad. I could use some support.”

“I’ll think about it.” He kisses me on the top of the head and takes my hand. My heart still warms when he does that.

It’s happening! Connor is coming for Christmas! This is great news. I’m so excited.

I fidget nervously, waiting for Ve. We’re going in an hour. The clock shows half past two when Connor arrives. He’s wearing a new coat and pants and looks mind-blowing. That’s what he must have been doing yesterday, when he told me we couldn’t see each other. I’ve never seen him in those clothes.

When we reach Daisy Valley, I take him on a tour of the house.

“You’re really here, Ve! I still can’t believe it.”

“Me neither. It’s a pretty unexpected twist, considering how your folks hate me.”

Late evening, we’re sitting in my room. Connor is wearing nothing but his boxers. The door opens. It’s my dad. He shoots a glance at me, then Ve, and says in a halting voice: “It’s time to sleep.”

“Yeah, sure, I’m going,” I say.

My parents have made up a bed for me downstairs. As far from Connor as possible. Ridiculous. But I have no choice in the matter. I’m happy anyway. They did me a great favor by inviting him.

In the morning, I make my bed and shower. I wash my face and teeth and rush to Ve’s room. He’s not awake yet, so I slip under the covers. His eyes flutter open, and he mutters with a smile, “Good morning. I need to take a leak. Wait here.”

He gets up and goes to the bathroom, returning a while later and jumping on the bed to kiss me. He tastes of mint.

“Sleep well?” I ask.

“Not too bad. You, Gail?”

“Not too bad either.”

We stay like that, hugging, for a couple of hours. When the clock shows eleven, Ve goes to take a shower, and I go downstairs to help Mom prepare the Christmas dinner.

The day passes without incident. I get a large teddy bear from Connor. My parents bought him a watch. Everyone seems happy with their presents.

The next day my parents’ friends drop by. When I can see they’re already tipsy, I get up and go to the kitchen. I make us tea, turn around, and whisper to Ve, “Come with me!”

I grab him by the hand.

“Where to?” he asks, raising an eyebrow in that characteristic way.

I don’t answer, instead taking him upstairs. I lock the door to his room and shove him onto the bed.

“What do you have in mind, my little perv?” he asks in a low voice, rubbing his nose against my ear.

I straddle him and unzip his pants, pulling out his dick. It’s ready for some fun. I start stroking. Ve takes my face in his hands and kisses me deeply. I don’t stop jerking him off. One of his hands wanders around my back, pushing into my briefs.

“You’re so wet…” He pulls out his hand and licks his fingers.

He takes me into his arms and twist me around, lying me on my back. He yanks my pants down, getting rid of them, and sprawls over me. His knee pushes between my legs as he takes his place. His fingers clasp around his manhood as he runs the tip of his cock around my throbbing clit. I’m stifling the sounds that try to slip from my mouth. Ve doesn’t stop. He’s rubbing me with the hard prick, making me boil with lust. I squirm.

“Oh yeah, baby.”

My body is alight with desire. My back arches as I come, pressing my face into his shoulder. He does not wait, instead thrusting inside me, making the feeling all the more intense. His wonderful penis penetrates me, caressing all the delicate and sensitive folds. I clench around him with each movement. Time slows down, and I can’t see anything. I hear nothing aside from the beating of our hearts. A couple more strong, confident, and deep thrusts, and the room is spinning again as I fall into pieces in the ecstasy this connection offers. Ve goes on, heedless. I’m afraid I won’t survive another jolt. That’s when I feel the hot fluid spill over my belly.

Ve reaches for the wipes, cleans me up, and gives me my pants. I can’t move. I needed this. Like air. My body is finally relaxed. I pull on the trousers blindly and lie down. Ve joins me and gives me a hug. He wraps his body around me. I let sleep take me.