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About half way to Kim's house Bonnie pulled over at a park. Ron looked at her questioningly. "You need to talk to Kim, it will probably be best if you do it alone. I need to talk to some people also. But before all of that we need to finish what we started talking about."

"Sex."

Bonnie nodded, "Yeah, I know that I want to do it. Well, at least a part of me does. And you have already said that some part of you does also. Hear me out on this before you say anything please," she stated as she put her finger to his lips, which he kissed. "Thank you, you probably know that I have been, well, active. I won't apologize for it; it isn't something that I can change. When I first did it, I thought I was supposed to, and then I realized that I was good at it and enjoyed it. After that sex was easy, I almost needed sex; I craved it. I still do."

She paused and looked at him. "I know you are the type of guy that wants the pure girl, but I'm not pure. I am still the same Bonnie that you have always known. I just wanted you to know that whenever you are truly ready, I want it to be special."

"Bon-Bon, I… understand. You can't really get around talk about you in the locker room. Part of me wanted to believe they were lying, but… As to being pure, I don't really think that matters."

"Ron-Ron, I…"

"Bonnie Rockwaller, I Love You. I have always loved you, always will. From when I first saw you, my heart was yours. No matter what happened or happens, I will. As to us and intimacy, I am more than willing to take time and make sure it is right. And as it not being your first time, it will be OUR first time. And I want it to be special because of that reason."

"Ronald Stoppable, I want you to know that you are the greatest guy in the world," she gushed as she stretched across the seat and hugged him and kissed him deeply and passionately.

Ron returned the embrace and reinforced the pressure of the kiss. The sounds of moans from the backs of their throats accentuated the sounds their lips. Their heartbeats provided a staccato beat of rhythm that started to accelerate.

They disentangled their arms and held each other by the sides. Slowly separating their lips they left their foreheads touching as each caught their breath. They looked into each others eyes and noticed that their breathing was at the same rate.

"You need to talk to Kim."

"And you need to talk to some people also."

Bonnie nodded without letting her forehead leave his, "Tara and some of the others in the cheer squad."

"Guess we better head on then."

"Sooner we do this the sooner we get to spend more time together?"

"Yes, so, I guess we need to let go."

"Suppose so… you first."

"I'll never let go."

"It's not like I am hanging off the side of a cliff. Plus, the longer you wait the more ampep Kim will be when you get there."

Ron sighed and let his hands slide down, "Guess you are going to be the logical one in the relationship."

Bonnie let go also, "We can share that when need be."

Bonnie turned the keys and put the car into gear and made her way to the Possible's house. She and Ron shared a long slow kiss before he got out. "Call me when you get done; I'll come get you."

"I will, Love you."

"Love you too."

Ron watched as she drove away. When she had made the turn he started to walk towards the house. His walk was slow and steady, unlike his normal hurried steps. Normally I would be hurrying here, but I know that KP is going to tear into me. It's my life, and I deserve a chance at happiness. Bonnie has made me happy; I hope that KP will understand that. I mean I have even laid off Monkeyboy that should count for something. As he reached the door he rang the bell and waited. He heard the rumbling coming towards the door, as it opened, "Hi, Jim, Tim. How are you?"

"Great, but…"

"…you missed Mom's breakfast today."

"Pancakes, your…"

"…favorite."

"Sorry, guys, I had an invitation to brunch with someone, and…"

Before he could finish, "Who was it?" the twins asked at once.

"Well, I don't know if I should say she and I are…"

"SHE…"

"…A GIRL?"

"EWWW!" again was said together.

"So not ewww. One day you will understand. So is KP up in her room?"

"Yeah, but she…"

"…is talking to Joshy."

"I have had my inoculations so I should be okay. Later, guys." As Ron rounded the corner he saw the Doctors Possible in the living room. "Heya, Drs. P. How are things going?"

"Going good, Ronald, missed you at breakfast today."

"Sorry about that, Mr. Dr. P., but I had a date for brunch today. It kind of came up sudden like."

"A date? That's wonderful, do we know her?"

"Possibly, Mrs. Dr. P, it was Bonnie Rockwaller. She is on cheer squad with Kim and me."

"I know her, I was her mentor. She seems like a very nice girl. I don't know why she and Kimmie don't get along."

"Outlook and competition, for the most part at least. Bonnie's outlook is changing though, so we will see how that affects the competition part of it. Talk to you later, sorry if I worried you this morning."

As he left he heard Mrs. Dr. P say to her husband, "I think he is quite taken to her."

Ron smiled to himself. Yes, I am 'quite taken with her'. Thanks for noticing Mrs. Dr. P; I may need your help in a little bit. He sighed and then knocked on the door that he never did bother with.

"Come in," he heard Kim's voice through the door.

He opened the door thinking at least it is a happy voice. "So Josh, yes, Ron was out eating with Bonnie (Ron noticed that the name dripped venom from Kim's mouth.)." She looked up and saw it was Ron that entered. Her face dropped and she sputtered into the phone, "Josh, I need to go. Ron just got here; I'll talk to you later, bye."

Kim hung up the phone and smiled towards Ron, who had a smile on his face and not the usually goofy grin. "Hi!"

"Hey, KP, you know you didn't have to interrupt you call with Josh on my account, nothing has changed has it?"

"No, nothing that I know of, you know the person that you tell everything to."

"Well you know that Bonnie and I went to eat at my parents. She asked if I could stay over. I did. We fell asleep on the couch, and when we woke up she took me to brunch at the country club. No, big."

"No, big? Then why are you dressed up? By the way that shirt does look good on you."

"She picked out my clothes because I asked her to do so. And thanks for getting me the shirt. I may be wearing it more often."

"You might?"

"Yeah, the clothes that you and Monique pushed on me may actually get worn. Not everyday mind you but more often."

Ron sat in her desk chair and looked at her. "KP, for the first time in a long time I am happy, truly happy. Someone actually likes me, for me. You are my friend and always will be so. But you even admitted that I would never stand a chance with you or anyone like you. Bonnie is not like you. She has problems and issues. Before you say anything, she hides them behind her attitude and image. All of that was ripped away from her Friday. There was no Bonnie then, only Bon-Bon, the Bon-Bon that I have always seen since junior high."

"Junior high? Come on, Ron, she despised you even back then. One setback to her is nothing. You are going to fast. I don't want you to get hurt."

"Then why have you never noticed the times that I get hurt? Huh? Tell me," he said with a low cold voice. "Do you actually think that all the scrapes scars and bruises that I have come from missions?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Kim, you said you don't want to see me get hurt. I don't let you see it. At least, she asked me about them. She had no idea either, but then she tried not to notice me at all."

"What are you talking about, Ron?"

"The beatings at school for a loser like me to hang out with someone like you. Come on, KP, you can't tell me that you never noticed it. Deep down you know I am right!"

She was quiet while her brain rebelled against the thoughts that she was querying. The times that she would be met by a group of guys laughing only to turn a corner and see a disheveled Ron on the floor. He always laughed it off as his 'Ron-ness' kicking in. Now she realized better. She let herself believe it so she wouldn't ostracize herself as a freak like… Ron.

Cliffhanger? Oh, no. Don't worry more to follow shortly.