Chapter 9 Summer comes and the memory ends
It wasn't long before the school year was over and they were on the train going to Justin's place for the summer. They had all passed their exams but Tom, Berna and Milly had scored some of the highest in their year. As they rolled by long green hills Tom's mind was coming back to the fact that he was fifteen, and first year was just a fond memory.
He was sitting in their usual compartment. It was dark by now not because of night but because of a storm. Next to him was Nick and Keely. They were quietly making out. Keely was on Nick's lap and there was a blanket around them. Tom could tell they were having sex. It was all the ever did, any chance they got they were getting busy. He knew the first time had been when they were in forth year, on Valentine's Day.
Across from him sat Justin who had grown taller, and grown out his wild curly red hair down to a little below his shoulders. His baby blue eyes were closed and his hands were balled into fists at his sides. Tom wasn't sure why until he saw Berna's hand down Justin's sting tied sweatpants. They also had been at it a lot lately, except they started during the summer before fourth year.
Tom immediately looked at Berna. Her hair was platinum blond, wavy and she had recently cut it so it came down just to her cheekbones. Her hazel eyes caught his and she grinned and blushed.
"Tom get me that blanket under you," she told him quietly.
Tom looked and sure enough he was sitting on a blanket.
"Baby? Shhh don't wake up." He said to the sleeping girl in his arms. He got up as quickly as he could and grabbed the blanket and thru it at Berna.
"Hey!" she screamed, waking his sleeping angel. Justin's eyes popped open and Nick and Keely stopped kissing. Milly got up off his lap and stretched. Tom felt himself go hard just looking at her. She had small b sized breasts, unlike Berna who was a c, and Keely who was a double d. Her long 'frosted' hair (half blond half dark grey/brown) hung down her back almost to her butt. Right under her shiny layer of hair was a patch of skin between her tight green tee shirt and he faded light blue jeans, where there was a tattoo. It was a symbol Tom had painted on her back earlier. It was one of the ones he designed with her to mean different things. This one meant love. Lately he had begun making these to use in pranks as their mark. But he only showed this one to Milly.
Tom was in a good mood, it would be his fifteenth birthday soon, on the 31st of October. That would be their second anniversary of hooking up. And since his thirteenth birthday they had done something extremely special every year. When he turned thirteen she kissed him for the first time. When he turned fourteen she had made out with him with no shirt or bra. Things were great in their relationship. But he wanted more, he wanted sex like crazy. But they were still both virgins.
He put his hands on her hips and turned her towards him. She put her hands on his and stared down at him with her lovely green eyes. He glanced at the bruise on her cheek and his good mood turned into a sick sweep of anger. The way she looked when she came to Justin's house this summer from her father's... He wanted to kill him for doing all those things to her. He pulled her gently into his lap and they kissed passionately.