Not something that should be taken lightly, but since I was seriously leaning towards being the only man to ever go there, I didn't see the problem.I can't believe I'm worried about a girl's innocence. Not worried so much as wanting to make sure that when I take it that it's perfect for her.I wanted her, for the rest of our lives together, to look back on the experience at least fondly. As soon as I handled this bullshit. No pressure though. ***I looked around the room to get the lay of the land so to speak, after placing the tray down on the table between us.The cafeteria is like the hotspot for school dynamics. I felt like I was navigating a fucking mine field. When had my life become this thing?Mandy and her girls were very interested in what was going on at our table, but my boys were already on the ball.Sometimes I forget that half of them were aspiring actors or had already had a few shows and commercials under their belt.I could see that the girls were a bit flus

"Jace, I don't need all this stuff I…""Shh, baby, you're being rude, now look at this next outfit." He tapped my hand as I turned to look at the latest offer.My mouth fell open and I blinked at him when I saw the kickass winter white pant suit that I knew was a limited edition D&G because I'd seen it in one of mom's invitation only runway show magazines."Sometimes mom and dad like to throw parties, no special reason. Mom would just get up one day and decide that she wants to have a house or a backyard full of people and she'd call everyone we know and invite them over.Thankfully she doesn't do it too often these days since dad brought it to her attention that, as his wife, no one is prepared to turn down an invitation from her, and so people have been disrupting their lives to accommodate her for years.With that said, the woman is a menace and though she tries to control herself, we still have a situation every so often. Me being the dutiful son that I am, I'm usually roped i

We were soon laughing and rolling around on the lawn, and I realized that she was flawless in her technique, here, with just the two of us. Which meant she was either nervous about performing in front of an audience, or someone or something was making her that way.I promised myself to bring it up with coach the first chance I get, but I'll have to work on Cass a little more. Maggie came out and joined us and soon the three of us were grass stained and sweaty, lying out in the sun.She seemed different here, more relaxed and I was happy I could give her this.***Pretty soon it was time for the others to show up and they came together of course, since Tammy drove Belle everywhere."You're here, let's get this party started." After all the hellos had been said the four of us trudged up the stairs.Mom in all her wisdom had allowed Maggie to go to a sleepover at one of her new friends' house, thus leaving me brat free. The girl has been known to crash many a sleepover party in the

"Oh shit, why do you have a tattoo?" She ran her hands all over my shoulder where I was inked. She bit her lip and moaned or groaned I'm not sure which. I couldn't hold back the laughter as she glared at me like I'd done something."What's the matter?""How long did you have this tattoo?" She trailed one finger around the team number I had tattooed on my shoulder as she looked at me suspiciously.I'm not quite sure what that was about but then again I'm not surprised, the women in my life are destined to make me nuts."Over a year why?""No reason, it's just, I have a thing about tattoos." From the way she said it while rubbing her thighs together, I knew the 'thing' wasn't bad."Do tell." I went back to nibbling on her neck while palming her breasts in my hands. I knew they were going to be spectacular, but had no idea they would be this perfect; like the rest of her.She let me know that she wanted my mouth again by pulling my head right where she needed me. I licked her harde

"You're coming straight home with me after school, call your mom if you need to." He leaned over and whispered in my ear in the middle of lunch."Is that an order?" I teased him since he pretty much worded everything the same way."If you'd like! Have Cassandra said anything to you about what's been bothering her?" he changed the subject seeming preoccupied all of a sudden.I looked down the table at the girl in question. Sunday morning before she'd left to go home, I'd cornered her alone and grilled her about why she'd seemed so preoccupied lately.She swore up and down that she was fine, but I knew better. Belle had found us so I decided to table it until later, but I never had the chance before her dad came to get her.I hope she didn't notice the way the older man had given me the once over while he was pretending to ask about his daughter's night. Gross!"No, she says she's fine, why, do you know something?"He took his time answering me. "It's nothing for you to worry ab