"Hey Tor, can you massage my shoulder? I think I pulled something." John asked as he walked over to his bed in just his navy blue plaid boxers. He squinted his eyes in slight pain as he layed down on his stomach.
Torrie went into the bathroom and returned with a bottle of lilac massage oil. The delicate scent filled the room as she opened the cap and set it down on the nightstand. She sat down on the bed beside him, looking over his pain-stricken face. Lightly drizzling his shoulder with the oil, she softly began to rub it into his tense muscles, which were hard to do since they were so big.
"Is this where it hurts?" Torrie asked as she grabbed his shoulder near his bicep.
"Up more towards my neck." He answered as he tried to relax his arm.
"How'd you get this John?"
"A few seconds ago when I was reaching for my sweatshirt. It just tensed up and now it hurts like a bitch." He closed his eyes tighter as he felt her rub and caress his neck and shoulder. Her hands were so soft and fragile, but yet so determined.
"Hold on. I gotta position myself better." She said as she climbed on top of him and straddled his back, continuing to massage his sore shoulder.
"Ooooh. That feels A LOT better." He said flirtatiously as Torrie could only giggle at his remark. She dug into his muscles a little harder than before, allowing soft groans to come from John's mouth. "Damn Tor, you should become a massage therapist or something. The way you work your hands….and I don't mean just on my shoulders." He smiled.
Torrie stopped massaging him as her jaw dropped into a half smile. She took her oily hand and smacked him on the back of the head.
"Ow. What was that for?" he asked as he smiled, knowing full well of the reason why she slapped him.
"You're such an ass." She laughed as he smirked below her. John quickly rolled his body over, allowing Torrie to still straddle him, but this time she straddled his waist. "John, what are you doing?" she regretted to ask cause as soon as she rested on his waist, her question was already answered.
He quickly sat up and placed his hands on her hips. "John. Your shoulder." Torrie pointed out concerned and surprised by her boyfriend's abrupt actions. He didn't even care if his shoulder hurt. He had the sexiest girl in school in his arms at that moment. He'd have to be some kind of an idiot to pass up the opportunity to have sex with her. But it's not like they hadn't had sex a million times before that anyways.
"Screw my shoulder. I just want to kiss every inch of your body right now." He said as he softly kissed her on the lips and then began to work his way across her jaw line and down to her neck.
"John." Torrie giggled as she tried to push him off. "John, stop." He was getting closer and closer to her ticklish spot; a spot he was very familiar with. "No! John!" she began to laugh uncontrollably as he licked and sucked on the spot right behind her neck. But he wasn't going to stop. He loved it when she laughed and it actually aroused him when she did, which she clearly noticed as she sat on his waist. When she laughed, he knew he was pleasing her in some way; a way he only got to see.
"John please! My stomach hurts!" he finally stopped as he laughed along with her. "Why do you always do that?"
"Cause I love making you laugh." He answered, kissing her soft angelic lips. Torrie kissed back, getting swept up in his charm. She placed her hands on his chest and slowly pushed him down to lay flat on the bed. John crept his hand up the back of her thigh, lightly pulling the light fabric of her dress along with it. After running over the fabric of her thong with his fingertips, he hooked them like a snake around it and dragged it down her legs.
Torrie broke the kiss and gazed into his beautiful blue eyes. She smiled as she got up from on top of him and sultrily pulled her thong the rest of the way down her legs. John could only watch in amazement as she then removed her dress, exposing her completely naked body to him. His mouth dropped as she climbed back on top of him and straddled his waist once again.
'Oh yeah. This is gonna be a very good night.' John thought to himself as Torrie collided her lips with his, continuing their passionate and intoxicating moment.
XX
Stacy walked up to her locker, clad in a cute blue and white summer dress and white flip flops. Her straight blond hair was down and her makeup accentuated her perfectly toned face. All these things were easily noticed by her boyfriend, who was waiting for her at locker #303, which was hers of course.
"You ready for your game tonight stud?" Stacy asked as she noticed that he was wearing his green, yellow, black, and white lacrosse jersey along with the matching shorts. Stacy always loved it when he wore his uniform. He just looked so damn sexy and the way it would show off his muscles….
"I think we'll win. It's just Crest Ridge. They suck anyways." Her boyfriend answered confidently, since he was the captain of the team. "And might I add that you're looking extremely sexy today. What's new?"
Stacy smiled and gave him a quick kiss. "Why thank you." She opened up her locker and began to take out the necessary books and things for her upcoming classes. Meanwhile, Aly and Grant had made their way over towards the pair.
"Sup you two?" Grant asked as he stood next to one of his best friends/teammate.
"Nothin much man. You?" Randy answered.
"Nothin really. Hey have you talked to Jeff lately?"
"Nah. Why?" Randy asked half concerned, half anxiously.
"Well, he's having an open house tomorrow night so….I was just wondering if you guys were going."
Stacy smiled. "I'll go for sure. I gotta party it up." Everyone laughed as John and Torrie arrived, hand in hand.
"What's all this laughing about? You guys can't be laughing in the hallways." John said sarcastically; impersonating Mr. Robinson, an extremely uptight chem teacher.
"We were just talking bout Jeff's open house tomorrow. You guys going?" Aly asked.
"Only if you guys are." Torrie answered.
"Well than I guess we're all going." Randy said as everyone laughed. The laughter soon ended as the school bell rang, signaling everyone to go to class. But like all regular teenagers, they waited until the last minute to get going to their classes.
Mrs. Kelly's Bio II class
"Please read pages 260 to 267 in the text books while I go around and check your homework." Mrs. Kelly announced as the students got out their homework and sluggishly began to read.
"So when do you wanna hit up the mall Stace?" Aly asked her best friend, who was sitting right next to her.
"Um, I don't know. How bout after school today? You free?"
"Of course I am. I haven't gone shopping in like forever."
Stacy laughed at her friend who was always so dramatic. "Forever, meaning like three days?"
"Shut up." Aly laughed.
"Ladies, please read the assignment or I'm marking off points." Mrs. Kelly threatened as the two girls looked at one another and slightly laughed.
"But anyways Stace, I have a question for you." Aly whispered, looking over in Mrs. Kelly's direction to make sure that she wouldn't get caught. "So what are you and Randy gonna do at the end of the year? I mean, like are you two gonna stay together or what? Cause I've been trying to think of what I'm gonna do with Grant and…to be honest…I'm so scared to separate form him. I was just wondering what you were thinking so I can get some insight on the whole situation since you have to think of the same thing with Randy."
Panic crept over Stacy like she was being suffocated. She hadn't really even thought about it. What was she going to do? The year was coming to a close rapidly and the subject had never really crossed her mind. She was suddenly overwhelmed with all kinds of emotions, and not too good of ones to be exact.
"I…I don't know." She said to Aly with a concerned look on her face.
"Aly and Stacy, no more talking! That's five points deducted from your homework. Now please be quiet." Mrs. Kelly interrupted, pushing her old dusty glasses up to rest on the crest of her nose.
The two girls disappointedly sighed and actually began to read the assignment. But both girls were too concerned to really care what was in the text. All they could think about was their nearing future with the love of their lives.
Mr. Donaldson's 6th period history class
She waited in the classroom for him to come. Of course, he'd be late to class since he was Randy Orton. All sorts of thoughts rushed through her mind as she was trying to piece together the words to say. Should she really bring this up right now? Or should she wait 'til after prom or something? 'Why can't this just be easier?' Stacy thought to herself as her boyfriend entered the room.
"Mr. Orton…" Mr. Donaldson began to say as Randy just smiled and went to his seat, escaping the lecture that he received often from his evil history teacher.
"Hey babe. What's up? You look concerned about something." Randy noticed, sitting down in his chair next to her. "You okay?"
Stacy smiled and nodded her head. "I'm okay. I just…I just wanna ask you a question."
Randy situated himself in his chair so that he was completely facing Stacy. "Go ahead. Shoot." He smiled, adoring her beautiful glowing face. Naughty thoughts began to overtake him as she adjusted her dress so that it covered her breasts a little better. She crossed her legs, causing the white fabric to slip down her thigh, exposing more of her long tan leg. He tried to peak to see if she was wearing any panties, and indeed, she was wearing a white thong. His eyebrows began to slightly rise.
"Well…I was wondering…" she began to speak as she looked into his baby blue eyes.
He stared back with his full attention now. Her doe brown eyes drawing him closer and closer to her. "You were wondering…?"
She looked down at the ground briefly, but then just smiled. "What are we…"
"Mr. Orton, will you please look up at the board?" Mr. Donaldson interrupted as Randy sat back in his chair and smirked.
"Tell me later." He said back to Stacy.
Stacy smiled and slightly laughed. Randy was always getting into trouble in that class. But she was also disappointed because now she was going to have to think about this whole situation even longer than she wanted to. When was she ever gonna have time to talk to Randy about this?
UH OH. WHAT ARE THE GIRLS GONNA DO WHEN SCHOOL ENDS? YOU'LL HAVE TO FIND OUT IN THE NEXT CHAPTER. SORRY FOR THE DELAY ON THE CHAPS GUYS. I PROMISE I'LL KEEP THEM COMING LOL. PLEASE REVIEW!!