{ASST} Storm_Surge {Mr_Ed} mg, cons, 1st, exhib

Disclaimer:
This story is entirely fiction, and has no basis or 
purpose other than to entertain.  It should not be 
read by any minor, for it is not intended as an 
instructional manual in sex.  If the idea of underage 
sex bothers you, do not read any further.


Storm Surge

By:  Mr. Ed

Bruce knew the hurricane was coming, but had basically 
ignored all the warnings he had heard, so when it 
started, he was a long way from home.  Now he was in 
trouble, for the wind was too strong, he could not 
stand to walk, for the wind would just blow him 
backwards.  All he could do was crawl on the ground, 
but he knew he wouldn't be able to crawl so far as his 
home.

He had been crawling a long time already when he 
reached the fence.  Finally he had something he could 
hold onto, and used his hold on the fence to get up 
and actually make a little headway on his feet.  
Arriving at the gate, he knew he would have to get 
down again, for he couldn't make it to the other side 
while standing.  Getting down on his belly, he 
realized he was at the school he had first gone to see 
that day, for it was a girls' school, and he had hoped 
to see one or two good looking girls.  This was the 
main gate, he was at, and the last place for a long 
way once he reached the other side.  Maybe he should 
try to get up on the veranda, and if he was lucky, 
find a corner to hide out of the wind, and driving 
rain.  Even rain drops can burn when they are so 
driven against skin, and he had felt the full fury of 
that already.

Suddenly, as if a gift, the wind eased, as it had once 
before, and he knew he had to move now.  Getting up, 
he made a dash for the veranda, and managed to get up 
two steps before the wind returned and knocked him on 
his side.  Shelter could be up ahead, so he forced 
himself to move further up the steps, reached the top, 
and indeed found a place where the wind was not so 
strong behind a concrete block that supported one of 
the upright pillars.  Pulling up, he got into a fetal 
position, his back to the block, and allowed himself 
to recover his breath.

When he felt a little better, he began to look around 
the veranda for a better place to shelter.  Over in 
the corner looked like a possible, but what was that 
flash of light?  Somehow, it didn't make sense that he 
had seen a light, different from the flashing 
lightning.  There it was again, from over in front of 
him, and coming from the building.  Carefully he 
looked, concentrating with all his might on the sight, 
and finally  coming to realize that someone was 
holding a flashlight at a crack of the door.  The door 
was open just a crack and the light was shining from 
there.  Once again, he got on his belly, and crawled 
over to the opening, saw it widening, and felt himself 
pulled inside.  Then everything went dark.



Opening his eyes again, he knew he was inside 
someplace, and the storm was still raging just outside 
the walls.  The sound of thunder, and the howling of 
the wind made sure he knew the storm was still with 
them but somehow he knew he was safe where he was.

Hearing a sound, he turned to his other side, and 
there was a girl standing beside him, about the 
prettiest sight he had ever seen.  She reached out and 
put her hand on his forehead, and he felt the 
wonderful coolness of her touch, closing his eyes to 
enjoy it.

When he opened his eyes a little later, the storm was 
not so bad outside, and the girl had vanished.  He 
realized he must have slept, and longed to see the 
girl reappear again, as if she was an angel.  When he 
had awakened before, he had felt hot, but now he felt 
hot again, although it felt different this time.  His 
skin was wet with sweat, for it was pouring off him.  
Sitting up the first time made him dizzy, and he had 
to remain still until everything stopped spinning.  
Only then was he able to see what was around him.

He was laying on the floor of a large room.  All 
around him others were laying on the floor, all of 
them girls, some of them wearing panties while others 
were totally naked.  Looking at himself, he found he 
had on his briefs, and nothing else.  The really 
surprising thing was his briefs were almost dry, as if 
it was just his sweat that had moistened them, instead 
of the storm rains.  Then again, he had seen totally 
naked girls, and he wanted to get a closer look.  He 
was tired, however, and needed to rest a little before 
doing that.  Laying back down, he closed his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, he was surrounded by 
girls, some young, some older, but most of his age.  
Every one of them had a bare chest, with some of them 
were totally naked, although they were kneeling down 
so he couldn't see those parts.  Checking himself, he 
found himself still in his briefs, but his penis was 
as hard as it could get, and pushing up inside his 
briefs.  Most of them were staring at that, and he 
wanted to die right there and then.

"Give him some room to get air," ordered a girl's 
voice, a little older than most of them from the sound 
of it.  "Go on, back off, and let him recover!"

"Where am I?" he asked the voice.

"You were outside in the hurricane, and we brought you 
inside," said the voice.  "This is a girls' school, 
and you are safe here."

Bruce rolled onto his side, and curled up, trying to 
hide his erection, not knowing what else to do.

"Don't bother trying to hide it, guy, for we've all 
had a good look at it," came the same voice.  "Most of 
us are only wearing our underwear, just as you are, 
'cause it is so hot!"

"Everyone looked?" he asked in dread.

"Everyone," she confirmed.  "We voted it as the best 
part of the storm, for we've never had a boy to check 
out like we looked at you.  Are you feeling a little 
better now?"

"My throat is dry as hell, but I feel like I can't get 
up yet.  Was I out long?"

"Almost a full day," she confirmed.  "We don't know 
much about taking care of you, but we got you dried 
off, and let you sleep.  It seems to have worked.  
Here, have some water to drink, for it's all we have."

Bruce sat up enough to allow him to take a sip of the 
water, and found it to be the best thing he had ever 
tasted.  Reaching out, he tried to grab it to get a 
bigger drink, but it was pulled away from him.

"Slow down, or you'll make yourself sick," said the 
girl's voice.  "Take little sips, so you can get 
better!"  This time he looked, and the girl, about his 
age, was the voice he had heard, and the prettiest 
thing he had ever seen.  She had been the one there 
before when he woke up, and here she was again, and 
totally naked.  Doing as she ordered, he took little 
sips of the water, finding it as good tasting as the 
girl was to look at beside him.

"God you are so beautiful!" he told the girl.

"At least I know you are getting better," she said.  
"Thanks, especially coming from a guy that's almost as 
naked as I am, and with a great hard on!"

"Everyone here looked?" he asked.

"Yep!  We hung up your things to dry, but these we 
baked in the oven so you could have something.  It 
still took awhile, so everyone got to see it."

"But at least I had them back on before it became 
hard, didn't I?" he asked.

"When you got hard the first time, we pulled them down 
and all had another look.  Like I said, it was the 
best part of the storm."

"How embarrassing," he declared, hanging his head 
between his knees.

"Not every guy gets over a dozen girlfriends, and 
everyone here wants to be your girlfriend," she 
reported.

"I hope that includes you," he said.  "I've never seen 
anyone so beautiful before!"

"Yea, it includes me," she said turning shy.  "I'm 
sorry we all took advantage of you, but if I get a 
chance, I'll make it up to you.  Just you and me 
alone, I mean!"

"What's your name?" he asked.

"Candice Grey," she replied.

"Candice Burns," he said.  "That sounds nice!"

"I said Grey, not Burns," she declared.

"I know, but I was checking to see how it sounds when 
we are married."

"You think we are going to get married?" she asked, a 
little louder than she intended.

"I intend to do everything in my power to win you over 
and marry you," he told her.  "I've got to know 
everything about you, for what I can see, it's better 
than any dream I've ever had.  Everything about you is 
so perfect.  You speak so sweetly, like you are 
singing.  Your hands are so cool and nice to have 
touch me.  Your body is...well there are no words to say 
what I feel about it.  If I'm not in love then I don't 
know what love is all about or even feels like."

"I think you had better lay back down," she said.  
"You must still be feverish."

"Only if you will lay down beside me," he stated.

"With a dozen girls watching?" she said, looking 
around the room.  "Oh, what the hell.  Okay, lay down 
and I'll lay down beside you."

When she turned her back to him, he was saddened until 
she began to move closer.  When she was pressing her 
back to his chest, he was able to put his arm around 
her, holding her over her belly, and her butt was 
against his briefs, with the erection at the crack of 
her butt.  "Did you mean what you said?" she asked.

"The way I see it, we will have years for you to test 
me on it, but one day, as soon as it can be legal, we 
are going to get married.  We've got to, for look at 
how perfectly you fit in my arms."

"Aren't you supposed to ask me first?" she asked.

"Oh, I will!  When I can have the finest of rings for 
you to wear, take you someplace special, and when you 
are laughing and least expect me to ask you."

"I'll say 'yes' you know," she stated.

"You've got to, Candice," he told her.  "I've got to 
have you!"

"If we didn't have so many witnesses, I'd let you take 
me right now," she said.  "I love you, Bruce!"

"I love you too, Candice Grey," he declared.  "Come to 
think of it, how did you know my name?"

"It's stitched inside your clothes," she said.  "You 
can hold my breast if you want, Bruce," she offered 
quietly.

"Can't or I'd be making love to you with all these 
witnesses," he told her.

"Do you have to be so considerate, Bruce.  You've only 
been awake for a few minutes and look at us laying 
like this.  If you're so smart can you explain why?"

"It doesn't take long to recognize someone so special 
as you are, Candice," he said quietly in her ear.  
"You took care of me, maybe even saved my life.  You 
wouldn't do that if you didn't have your head screwed 
on right.  Not only that, look at how beautiful you 
are.  I can imagine how great you would look in proper 
clothes.  I'd be just as stupid to come out in the 
storm again if I knew I'd be meeting you."

Candice reached down to place her hand on the back of 
his.  Taking hold of it, she moved it up the few 
inches necessary for it to be on her breast, and kept 
her hand over his.  "Was that necessary?" he asked as 
he kneaded her breast.  "It is going to make me come!"

"Come inside me," she whispered back.

"They will see us," he said.

"I know," she agreed.  "Let them unless you're too 
shy!"

"They already saw it?" he asked.

"Everyone saw it," she told him.  Seconds later his 
briefs were pushed down, and his penis was searching 
for the desired target.  Candice made an adjustment in 
her hip position, and it slipped in a little.  He made 
it no further, for his climax had come, and her lower 
vagina was being filled with his seed.

"Look everybody!  They are doing it!  Candice is 
getting fucked!" called out a girl from somewhere 
behind him.  Immediately there were noises of 
shuffling feet, and they didn't need to look to see 
the circle that had formed around them.

Lots of things were said, some of them obscene, but 
mostly indicating excitement of actually seeing them 
coupled together in a sex.  For Bruce, as he looked 
over the top of Candice's head, it was several girls 
where most of them were completely naked, while all of 
them had nothing to hide any breasts they had 
developed.  They started from an age of pre-puberty, 
while others had full fledged growths on their chests.  
Since he was laying with his penis inside Candice, 
albeit not far inside, with a hand on her breast, it 
added to an already stimulating sight for him, and he 
was sure for the girls.

"Now there can be no question about it, Candy," he 
said.  "We've got to get married!"

"I know, Bruce," she said quietly.  "My name is not 
Candy, but Candice," she corrected.

"Anyone so sweet must be like candy, so Candy is my 
special name for you, Candice.  You're my girl and I 
love you with all my heart...body too, for that matter!"

"Ah!" came the sound of the dozen girls.  "He is as 
romantic as he is handsome!" said one.

"I feel cheated," said one.  "Candice got to be with 
him when he woke up, and he's fallen for her!"

"Not true," said Bruce.  "Yes, she was the first girl 
I saw, but there is something different and nice about 
her that is going to make her my girl.  Look at how 
beautiful all of you are!  Still there is something 
inside Candice that makes her the one for me."

"You like seeing so many girls naked?" asked Candice.

"That's the first stupid question you've asked, 
Candice," he replied.  "Of course they are great to 
see, but that doesn't mean I'm feeling about them how 
I feel about you.  I'm a guy, so I've got to look and 
not miss my best chance to see such beauty!"

"Do you think I'm so nice to look at?" asked one of 
the girls that was wearing and was now removing her 
panties.

"Some guy will tell you how wonderful you look," he 
told her.  "Of course you are nice to look at!"  
Others followed her example, and soon all of them were 
naked, and standing so he could see all of them.

"If you girls want to know how beautiful you are, look 
in a mirror at your faces.  Your bodies are as sexy as 
they can be, but the beauty is in your faces."

"Should Candice ever piss you off, Bruce, then my cunt 
is here for you," she declared rubbing the front of 
her vulva.

"If I would ever be so stupid as to accept such an 
offer, then I'd not deserve to have Candice as a girl 
friend," he declared.  "The thought of getting into 
any one of you is as sexy as anything, but you need to 
keep it for the guy you love, not give it away to just 
anybody."

"Trust me, Bruce," said the same girl, "you are not 
just anybody!"

"Seeing all these naked girls has me hard again, 
Candice," he whispered.  "Can I put it back inside?"

"Yes," she responded.  "You've not made me a woman 
yet, so do your thing and break my cherry.  I don't 
care if they see, 'cause I've got to have you, and 
want it right now!"  With that, Bruce shoved it back 
in, and this time it went in hard.  "Awh!  That hurt, 
Bruce!"

"You're a woman now, Candy," he said in her ear.  
"Don't move until it feels better, sweetheart."

"I don't know how I got so lucky to find you, Bruce," 
she said, "but I swear I'll be the best girlfriend I 
can be for you."

"Then all you have to do is be yourself, Candy," he 
assured her.  "Mind you, if we were able to do this 
once in awhile, it would be nice."

"You may be sorry you said that, for I expect I'll be 
asking for it a lot, it feels so good.  Okay, Bruce, I 
guess we can put on the show for the other girls now.  
The burning has stopped."

"Roll over on your belly, Candy," he instructed.  As 
she did, he came into position over her back, keeping 
his penis from falling out during the shift.  Then her 
legs were wide apart, her butt pushed up against his 
belly, and he began to pull back and then return 
inside her vagina.

Much clamour occurred amongst the girls watching, but 
all of Bruce's attention was upon the fucking of the 
girl that had become a new part of his life.  She was 
giving herself willingly, and rejoiced in each and 
every penetration, crying out as he pressed in.  Over 
and over he went inside, aware that they were being 
watched, but knowing there would be no way to stop 
until he had climaxed.  Even when Candice climaxed, he 
felt a surge of satisfaction, but was not about to 
slow up what he was doing.  Having come a short time 
before, he was able to continue in her for nearly 
three minutes, and brought her to another climax 
before he could hold back no more.  As she was coming, 
so did he, and this time it was deep inside her body.

It was after Bruce pulled out of Candice that he got 
another shock.  One of the girls came up to him and 
began to wash his penis, as he noticed the blood on it 
for the first time.  Another was cleaning up Candice, 
again because of her groin being smeared with blood.  
That another girl was touching him gave him a moment's 
pause, but he let it go on, even though this one was 
younger and still had a flat chest.  When she 
finished, she looked him in the eyes, and said, "I 
know you have a girlfriend, but do you think we could 
be friends, you know, that just talk and stuff?"

"What's your name beautiful?" he asked.

"Susan," she replied.

"Hi, Susan," he said holding out his hand.  "A new 
friend is always welcomed!"

As she shook his hand, she turned to Candice and 
asked, "May I give him just one kiss, please?"

Candice looked at her with a smile.  "Sure you can, 
but plan on having us both as friends," she told 
Susan.

"Really?" she responded as if surprised.  "I'd really 
like that!" she declared.  Then carefully, she leaned 
forward and placed a gentle kiss on his lips.  "You're 
the nicest boy I've ever met, and...well, I know your 
are Candice's guy, but I love you too!"

"And you are one very sweet girl, as well as pretty, 
Susan.  Thanks for wanting to be our friend, and it 
may not be the same, but I think I have to love you 
too!"  Susan took in a deep breath, then let it out 
slowly before she stood up and went to clean out the 
cloth she had used on his penis.

"Tell me, Candice," asked Bruce, "how is it there are 
no adults at the school to watch out for you girls?" 

"We were supposed to be on a bus that left before the 
storm, but it couldn't make it out.  While it was 
pouring rain, we had to walk back to the school, and 
the driver was going to try to get some help.  We 
don't know what happened to him.  All the teachers 
left on the bus before, but they thought we would be 
alright."

"So isn't there any food or anything at the school?" 
he asked.

"Sure, but it is locked up!  We're all starving, but 
only have some water to drink."

"Show me where the food is locked up," he ordered.

Candice led the way, with Bruce immediately behind 
her.  Following them came all the others.  They came 
into what must have been the cafeteria, and then went 
behind the counter to the kitchen.  There a padlocked 
door was pointed out to Bruce.

Turning from the door, Bruce began to look around, 
exploring all about the school, going from room to 
room.  "What are you looking for, Bruce?" asked 
Candice.

"Some way to break open the lock," he said.

"How about the tools the maintenance man has?" she 
asked.

"There are tools?" he said excitedly.  "Show me, 
please!"

With a reverse of direction, they returned the way 
they had come, going into a room on the other side of 
the cafeteria.  There on the other side of the room 
was a full box of tools, with others hanging about on 
different places on the wall.  Taking up the tool box, 
Bruce looked over the other tools, took down a long 
pry bar, and headed out of there, returning back to 
the cafeteria's kitchen.  Five minutes later, the hasp 
that held the lock was pulled out of the door jam, and 
the door pulled open.  

"Who's going to cook breakfast for all of us?" he 
asked aloud.  When he left with the tool pan, all the 
girls were working together to prepare something for 
them to eat.

Porridge, slightly burnt bacon, and overcooked eggs 
make a good meal when you are as hungry as they were.  
That was especially evident when every single plate 
was left empty.

"Ladies, I'd like to suggest that since the heat has 
let up in the last little while, that we all get on 
some more clothes.  If the driver got through, or they 
find you are missing, then they will be rushing to 
come up here to find you.  While it is great being 
able to see so many naked girls, and to parade around 
myself like this, I don't think we want any rescuers 
to find us this way."

"I don't know where, when or how, but if we ever have 
another chance, Bruce, you can see me naked just like 
this," said one of the girls he knew was Karen.  There 
came a murmur of agreement from the other girls.  "You 
have to be a super guy, and I'm jealous as hell of 
Candice, but she won you, and we wish you both well.  
As a matter of fact, we will help you both as best we 
can to have times together."  This time the agreement 
was a little more vocal, but made it clear he had a 
special place with them.

Returning to what he knew must be their gymnasium, 
each and everyone got on the clothes that had been on 
the racks all around the room, all of them having 
dried out from their earlier soaking.  When Bruce 
finished dressing, he looked around at the girls, and 
knew his chance of a lifetime had passed.  Going over 
to where Candice was putting on her last shoe, he 
interrupted her for a kiss...a warm passionate kiss, 
lasting for some long moments.

"Dressed or not, you are the most beautiful girl I've 
ever seen, Candy.  I really do have to marry you, you 
know!"

"I do hope so, Bruce," she answered.  "I'm going to do 
my best to make sure you always feel that way!"

"Do you have any friends you could introduce us to?" 
asked Melissa, one of the older of the girls.

"Sure I do, but I can tell you right now, their first 
interest will be to get inside your clothes!"

"If they are friends of yours, I'm willing to take a 
chance on them," said Karen.

"I sure hope they do," offered Corrine.  "After seeing 
it done, I'm ready to give it up!"

"Wait, Corrine," called Bruce.  "All of you for that 
matter.  Don't 'give it up' too easily, for guys are 
anxious to get into a girl, but not always ready for 
the special feelings they will need to have a longer 
term relationship."

"What I'm going to do, is find a guy, and make Bruce 
meet him before he gets anywhere.  Only if Bruce says 
to go ahead will I give it up to him!"

"Yea, Bruce," said another.  "We've got to keep you 
around somehow!  That's a good idea!"

"All I'm going to be able to do is point out that you 
are willing to have sex with them, and talk to them 
about how they should care about you as persons.  
You'll still have to do the picking though."

"Any chance you'd rent out your lover, Candice?" asked 
Karen.  "He's too good to pass up so easy."

"Sorry, Karen," she replied.  "I'm going to be a 
little selfish about him, and do my best to keep him 
for myself!"

"We know you will, and we're going to help you get 
your chances to be with him, but you know we all envy 
you!" ventured Karen.

"We'd be rather happy just to watch you do it in front 
of us again," stated Melissa.  There was general 
agreement with that.

"If you're up to it, Candice," said Bruce, "it looks 
like we could be having some rather kinky sex along 
the way, sweetheart."

"How about starting right now?" she asked.  "I'd love 
to get it again!"

"Let's hope nobody comes to rescue us before we 
finish," he said, taking her hand, and leading her to 
a soft mat on the gymnasium floor.  Even as the other 
girls were gathering around, they were stripping off 
their clothes, and only moments later, Bruce was on 
his back, Candice straddling him, and impaling herself 
on his erection as everyone watched the penetration 
occur, some from the front, while others watched from 
the back.  It only lasted a couple of minutes, but was 
as satisfying as the first time, if not more so.  This 
time there was no hymen to be broken, and both found 
pleasure from the first moment of contact.



Nearly an hour after they finished and got dressed, 
they were sitting around in one of the classrooms, 
talking about all sorts of different things, although 
a lot of it centred on sex.  Candice had been sitting 
beside Bruce all the time in there, but she suddenly 
got up, and walked over to the room door, and then 
back again.  Bruce watched her carefully, for he could 
see she was troubled by something.

"Can I trust you to keep your word to me?" she asked.

"Of course you can!" he exclaimed.  "You shouldn't 
even have to ask that!"

"I've come to a decision about you, Bruce," she said 
seriously, getting down closer to him.  "You are a 
young guy, and I somehow know I was your first girl 
that you got into."  Bruce confirmed this by nodding.  
"Every guy your age wants to do some exploring, and 
usually that is with more than one girl.  Since 
everyone here is my girlfriend as well, if you are 
willing to promise you would do everything with them, 
except put your penis in them, then I'd let you fool 
around with them.  I'd like to watch at the same time, 
though.  Would I loose you if I let that happen?"

"No, you would not loose me for that reason or any 
other, Candice.  We are going to get married when we 
are legally able to!  Sure, I could promise not to 
fuck any other girl, and I promise that right now!  
But what you are suggesting is a serious thing.  I 
guess I must admit the idea sounds pretty damn nice to 
me, but I don't expect to fool around with anyone but 
you!"

"That's one of the reasons I'd let you," she 
responded.  "Watching you with them would be sexy to 
see, so I'd get something out of it too, but they are 
all my friends, have gotten all turned on by watching 
us do it, and deserve more than what they got out of 
you coming to the school.  I was the lucky one, but 
they are all nice girls too!  You'd have fun doing it 
as well, Bruce!  Just think about it...twelve girls you 
could touch, kiss and feel up!  When you were horny 
enough, you could shove it in me, and fuck me until 
you were satisfied!"

Bruce looked around at the dozen girls as they all sat 
waiting for his answer.  Each of them he had seen, and 
they were willing to share their bodies with him 
again, even allow him to touch and feel their most 
private places.  He knew that even if he did anything 
with any one of them, it would not have that special 
something he had shared with Candice, and would have 
with her again.

"Would you let me think about the idea?" he finally 
asked.  "It sounds exciting, but it's not what I am 
used to even thinking about.  Most of all, I don't 
intend to loose the greatest girl I've ever known!"

Disappointment showed on a lot of faces, not the least 
of which was in Candy's expression.  That's when 
sounds came from outside the room, and they were up 
like a shot, knowing rescuers had arrived.



"He's our hero, Ma'am!" argued Candice.  "We were 
starving until he broke into the food pantry.  He 
could have done anything he wanted to any one of us, 
but was the perfect gentleman!  Just because he is 
only fourteen, doesn't mean he is less than the best 
man anyone here has ever known!"

"It sounds like he is a rather special young man, Mrs. 
Hamilton," said the mayor.  "Perhaps he should be 
accorded special visiting privileges, for he seems to 
have earned special consideration."

"Something tells me that he got a little more than has 
been admitted here so far," said the school principal.  
"We have an obligation to protect the girls."

"One think I can tell you, Mrs. Hamilton, is that as 
soon as it is legal, we are going to get married!" 
declared Candice.

"Okay, now I understand," she said thoughtfully.

Turning to face Bruce as he sat beside her, she took 
his hand, and said, "I hope you will understand this 
Bruce, but here is my decision.  You are not to be 
alone with Candice for the next several weeks.  You 
may come to visit and talk with her in a supervised 
environment, but will not be alone with her.  It takes 
awhile for her to become protected, and that's how 
long you will have to wait.  After that, you and 
Candice will be allowed to leave the school compound 
as you go out on dates.  In addition, you and I will 
have a few extra meetings; for I want to make sure you 
understand the adult side of what you are doing.  I am 
pleased they were able to help you during the storm, 
and that you did what you did to get everyone food.  
Candice is right, you are a hero, you will have 
special privileges, but you must wait until the time 
is right."

"You make it obvious, Mrs. Hamilton," responded Bruce, 
"that you are doing this in the best interest of 
Candice, and I will cooperate completely with you.  I 
would also be happy to meet with your as often as you 
wish, for I know there is a lot I still have to learn, 
and your guidance would be appreciated.  Candice has 
not been asked yet if she will marry me, but I'll do 
that one day when she doesn't expect it."

"How about my feelings in all this?" asked Candice.

"Nobody is trying to be mean to us, Candy," Bruce told 
her, "but they are understanding and do what is best 
for us.  I know how hard it will be to wait so long, 
although we will be seeing each other during that 
wait.  Someday, when we are both more ready, and 
married, then we will have our children and a great 
life together.  Right now, though, they want us to 
wait, and we don't want any children, for neither of 
us is ready for even one.  Trust them, and we'll make 
it through."

"Bruce, when I listen to you," said the mayor, "I 
think I'm listening to a full grown adult.  Your 
parents had better be proud of you, for I certainly am 
impressed with your way of thinking."

"We're not so happy about his ignoring the storm 
warnings," said his father, "and are resisting the 
temptation of impressing it upon his backside, but we 
are proud of him too!"



It was the day after Candice turned sixteen that they 
took their marriage vows.  The mayor of the city had 
arranged for them to share a house in the city's 
housing scheme, and that was as far as they could get 
to have a honeymoon together until a number of years 
had passed.  Most of the dozen girls had moved away, 
and gone on with their developing lives a few years 
later, but those that remained were regular visitors 
in the newly wed couple's home, usually staying 
overnight.  They had been regular visitors before, but 
that amounts to a separate story, too large to detail 
here.

Bruce was to go on to build a successful business 
career, and as soon as he was of age, started getting 
into the local politics.  Somehow the mayor of the day 
saw his potential, and was grooming him to take over 
the position one day in the future.  Where he would go 
from here will have to be left to your imagination.