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    one consenting adult part 8

    Story written on September 29, 2005 by runawaytee.
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    Author Notes:

    Read the last post to jog your memory

    My top lip was swollen, too.

    “Sorry, munchkin,” Mom said wrapping her arm around my shoulders.

    “Okay, guys. We can leave now,” my mother said holding up the discharge papers.

    I jumped off the bed and almost pooled on the floor. The drugs were making me woozy.

    “Easy.”

    “Mommy,”I began, “I’m sorry for not knocking.”

    “Drop it. You’re sorry, we’re sorry. Nothing left to say,” she interrupted turning beet red.

    I tried to laugh but quickly stopped. That hurt.

    “Let’s just go home and get you to bed.”

    “Bed? It’s still light outside,”I whined.

    “You’ll probably be asleep before we get home. Those were strong painkillers they gave you,” Mom stated.

    And she was right. I was asleep and pretty drugged up, too. I didn’t awake until the next day. I felt fine, still a little out of it but fine. I had made it to the bathroom and halfway down the hall to the kitchen when she popped up in front of me.

    “What the-,” I stumble back and turn into the wall.

    Again I hit the wall.

    “Damn!”

    “Sorry, sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you,” she apologized directing me to a chair.

    “Why didn’t you make noise or something? To let me know you were here.”

    “I didn’t want to wake you,” she said placing a bag of frozen peas on my face.

    I winced. I didn’t even see her get them from the freezer.

    “Where is my mom?” I asked adjusting the cold bag.

    “Keep that on your face,” she instructed pulling a chair in front of me.

    “Ugh.”

    “Tina went to the store. She didn’t want to leave you here alone, so she asked me to sit with you until she gets back.”

    “I don’t need a babysitter,” I whined.

    “You sure about that,” she asked pointing to the bag on my face.

    “I wouldn’t have ran into the wall if you didn’t scare me.”

    “Even so, she didn’t want you to be alone. And besides, I wanted to see if you were okay,” she said laying her hand on my leg.

    I closed my eyes at the feel of her heat.

    “I’m fine,” I whispered.

    “I missed you last night. I was looking forward to dancing with you.”

    Her hand traveled higher to my thigh as she leaned forward and pulled the bag away from my face. I opened my eyes.

    “Can I kiss you?” she whispered.

    I shifted my eyes down remembering my swollen lip. I reached up to feel it.

    “I’m suppose to do that.”

    “Huh?” I looked up.

    She moved closer still and ran her thumb over my bottom lip.

    “Can I?” she asked again.

    “Uh-huh,” I answered as my mouth slipped opened.

    I was paralyzed as her hand held my cheek. I licked my lips and swallowed. She moved in closer until there was barely an inch between us. She looked into my eyes and then down to my lips and then back again.

    “I think I’m falling for you,” she breathed.

    Before I had a chance to respond, her lips were on mine. Firm lips commanding my attention. I tried to remember to kiss her back but was overwhelmed by her assertiveness. She had never taken charge before and it surprised me. I let her have her kiss.

    “What the ***** is going on here?”

    Serena pushed away from me so abruptly that my mouth still hung open.

    *****

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    1. yea yea yea yea yea yea yea…….Thankyou!!!!!! I haven’t even read it yet…but really is that all necessary!!! Thank you for continuing this story!!! Missed it, so pls don’t stop…see if you get enough messages…you will write it!!! I’m doing the happy dance…got to run and tell my friend!!!!! love it!!!

    2. Ha…like a bullet leaving the gun, and we’re off!!!! What a great start to more chapters, totally laughing at the whole, sex/nose event, Tina ain’t gonna like this pairing for sure…but then who would other than us!!!!! Post Soon pls….Did I say thankyou yet????

    3. woooow..i hope is Tina cuz if was Bette.. Serena is a dead woman..lol..love it Serena made a first move was about time..now lets see whats going to happen.. post soon thanks

    5. OH SHIT..I am glad Serena made the first move, but she better start running.THANKS SO MUCH FOR THIS CHAPTER..LOVE IT AND LOVE THE STORY..PLEASE KEEP IN TOUCH..THANKS

    11. Hee hee hee…Evan seeing her mother’s having sex was just too funny. We never want to admit that our parents are sexual creatures. Too bad that wall was in the way, makes for a much less hasty retreat.

      OK, what’s going to happen next? Sounds like someone’s not happy about them kissing.

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