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Sex: Of course, and lots of it! I wouldn't recommend reading this one at work, guys. That being so: there will be "gasp" a bit of hetero in here. Sorry guys, just needed for the storyline.

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First Time

By

Kim Pritekel

Part 5

Present Day:

Canton was thrilled to see things beginning to come together so well. She had a small army of workers, which certainly helped to speed things up. It had been two days since her dinner with Randi, and Canton was surprised that the blonde hadn't been to the site since, though Blake was there every day, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. Well, almost. He had looked hung over this morning, but Canton wasn't going to fault the kid for having a good time.

As the sun rose higher in the sky, Canton was hoping that perhaps Randi would show up with lunch, or justshow upat all. The catering company arrived right on time, and Canton stood back, watching as all her workers crammed their mouths with as much food as was available. Canton scanned the tables full of men and women until she saw Blake's familiar dark head.

Quot;Blake, can I talk to you for a sec?" she asked, stepping up beside him.

Quot;Sure." Blake pushed back from the table, his table mates giving him hoots and hollers that he was in trouble. He waved them off with a good-natured smile and followed Canton over towards where the front porch had once been. It was being rebuilt today. "What's up?" he asked, tanned arms crossed over his chest.

Quot;I'm surprised I haven't seen your mom around. Everything okay?" Canton felt like a complete idiot for asking, after all Randi was a grown woman and could do as she pleased. Even so, Canton missed her.

Blake suddenly got real uncomfortable, a hand coming up to rub the back of his neck, tanned a rich brown from his week in the sun. "Uh," he hedged, not sure what he should say. One look into Canton's concerned blue eyes, he decided to tell. "She's not staying at the house right now, actually."

Canton was taken aback. "What? Why? "

"I don't know. I guess her and my dad got into it pretty bad a couple nights ago. She's been staying at Anne's ever since."

Quot;Okay. Thanks, Blake," she said absently, walking towards her Jeep as Blake walked back to his table and lunch. She indicated for the site manager that she was leaving then climbed into her Jeep and got it started up.

***

Randi looked around the bedroom, hands on hips as she tried to decide what - if anything - needed to come with her for now. Satisfied, she grabbed the packed suitcase and headed downstairs, trying to hurry as though Shannon had left for work that morning, there was no telling if he'd come for lunch. She wanted to get out of there first, as right now wasn't the time for a confrontation with him; she needed to figure what her plan was, first.



The sun was bright and warm as she hurried as quickly as the heavy suitcase would allow, grunting as she heaved it into the backseat of her SUV. She heard a car pull up and her heart lurched. Expecting to see Shannon, she was relieved to see that it was Canton's Jeep. The relief was short-lived, as next came frustration and sadness. After pouring her heart and memories out for Anne, she had been forced to relive those moments from her past, which had proved to be the most painful of her life.


Date: 2015-02-28; view: 652


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