Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2001 20:29:59 -0800 (PST)
From: J X <xxx_supafly@yahoo.com>
Subject: First Day of School Part 3

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Erik and I lay on my couch watching a movie when we
heard my dad pull in the driveway. We quickly jumped
off eachother, and moved to seperate parts of the
room. So much for a romantic movie on the big TV. Oh
well, we could always go up and watch it in my room,
though my 13" tv paled in comparison to the 50" that
adorned our living room. All I was wondering was why
my dad was home so early. It was only 8 pm, he was
usually at the office until at least 11.

"Hey guys," my dad said as he walked in, brushing the
snow from his coat and hanging it on the coat rack.

"Hey dad. Why are you home so early?" I asked, turning
to face him.

"Well, I got some great news today, thought I'd come
home and share it with you. In fact, it can concern
you both, if you want it to,"

I glanced over at Erik and was flashed his quizzical
look. I began to melt inside, but quickly turned back
to my dad. How does his good news concern us? He knew
nothing about Erik and I. He thought we were just
friends. We had managed to hide our relationship from
him for the past year and a half. There had been a few
close calls, but nothing came of it. If my dad knew,
he concealed it VERY well.

"Ok dad, spill it," I said again.

"All right. Well, I had that meeting with JJ Aspen
today, the skiing guy. And to make a long, boring
story short, he gave me 4 tickets to his resort in
Colorado. And he even offered to fly us all down there
on his plane!," My dad explained, getting a little
excited.

I glanced quickly at Erik and knew right away that he
wanted to go. And to tell you the truth, a ski weekend
apealled to me too. I was just hoping that we would
have seperate cabins. I truly didn't feel like
spending a weekend cooped up in a cabin with my dad,
and whatever slut he finds to go with us.

"Sounds cool dad," I said, standing up and stretching.
"You in Erik?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"Most definently," he replied.

"All right then. You guys pack you bags, and we can
leave first thing in the morning,"

"All right. Lets go," I said, quickly dashing up to my
room.

Erik followed close behind me as we ascended the
stairs to my bedroom. Erik shut the door behind him
and quickly tackled me to the bed. He quickly attacked
my neck, nibbling and sucking gently. I reached up and
began to return the favor. I loved it when he got
excited.

"Mmm babe, a whole weekend away in the mountains," He
spoke, still sucking my neck.

"Don't get ahead of yourself baby. We're not even sure
we get our own cabin yet,"

Erik stopped his sucking then looked up into my eyes.
He gave me his best pouty look, which even after a
year and a half I still couldn't take. I brought my
lips to his and kissed them gently. I felt him start
to smile as our lips parted. I reached up and kissed
him lightly on the nose. He laughed then flipped over
onto his back. I quickly straddled him and began to
kiss his neck gently.

"Don't worry baby, we'll make it work," I spoke,
hoping that I was telling the truth.

"I know. Your dad is bound to go skiing sometime,"

I brought my head from his neck and looked up at him.
He flashed me the beautiful patended grin of his. No
matter how I felt, that grin could always make me
smile. No different this time. I buried my head into
his neck and just enjoyed his beautiful smell. I could
not get enough of him. I loved him more than words
could ever say. I had never been happier than I had
been this past year and a half. Erik had brightened my
life in such an amazing way. I wanted to do nothing
more than lay with him all night long, but I knew my
dad would come up here eventually. And he had a
horrible habit of NEVER knocking.

I hopped off of my bed and walked to my stereo. I
pushed the power button, then hit play on the CD
player. I walked over to my closet as Jessica
Simpson's "I wanna love you forever" blared through
the speakers. Jessica Simpson is the most talented of
all them teen pop singers, don't ever let anyone tell
you differently. As usual, I got caught up in singing
the song, and forgot what I had opened my closet for.
I stood staring absently mindedly into my sea of
clothes as Erik walked up behind me.

He slipped his hands around my waist and began to
dance with my slowly. He brought his head to my neck
and kissed it lightly. He began to sing "I wanna love
you forever" lightly into my ear. It was things like
that that made me love him even more. I turned around
and threw my arms around his neck. We began to dance
once more until the song came to an end.

"Mmm, I love you baby," I spoke, kissing him lightly.

"Love you more," He joked, flashing me his patented
grin. "Now pack your clothes so we can go to my
house," He said, patting me on the ass.

I just laughed then turned back to my closet. I
reached up on the top shelf and pulled down my duffle
bag. It was only a weekend, so there was no sense in
packing a suitcase. I ripped a couple outfits from
their hangers and shoved them into the bag. I walked
over to my dresser and grabbed a few pairs of socks.
There was no need to grab underwear, saying as I
didn't believe in them. But I did grab a few pairs of
boxers, for sleeping purposes only. I zipped up the
bag and dropped it to the floor. I walked back over
and plopped down next to Erik on the bed, just as our
song (Where you Are by Jessica Simpson & Nick Lachey)
began to play.

"I'm packed," I laughed, turning my head and looking
into his beautiful blue eyes.

He just laughed then sat up on the bed. He reached
over and gave me a quick peck on the lips then hopped
off the bed. He walked over to my dresser and picked
up my car keys. I gave him a joking frown, but I was
used to him wanting to take my car by now. I walked
over to my stereo and waited for Jessica to sing the
last note. As the song started to fade, I turned the
stereo off and walked back to Erik at my dresser. I
kissed him lightly on the nose, then snatched my keys
from his hands.

"If we're taking my car, I'm driving,"

I knew he would attempt to get me with the puppy dog
eyes, but I wasn't staying around to give him the
chance. I quickly exited my bedroom and descended the
stairs quickly back to the family room. Erik followed
slowly behind, in mock hurt that he wouldn't be able
to drive. I'd seen it hundreds of times before, I've
become immune. I just shook my head at him with a
smile on my face, and slipped my shoes on. He walked
over to me, and hit me on the ass. I jumped slightly,
but was still able to slip my last shoe on.

"I'm driving on the way back," He said, trying to
sound authoritive

"If your good," I joked back, raising my eyebrows at
him.

"Mmm, you know I'm good baby," He spoke, putting his
hands on my waist. He brought his head to my neck and
began to nibble lightly. I kept my eyes over his
shoulder, on the lookout for my dad. I brought my
hands up to his crotch and squeezed lightly. He let
out a cute little "eep" then pulled away. He gave me a
slight frown, but it quickly turned to a smile as his
eyes met mine. I guess I have the same affect on him
as he does on me.

"We gotta get going. We can save that for your house,"
I said, flashing him his own grin.

"You know the punishment for using that grin," He
said, in a stern tone of voice, but still with a smile
on his face.

"I'm not afraid. Now lets go,"

I slipped my coat on then opened the door. Erik
flicked the outside light on then joined me on the
porch. I walked carefully over to my car and unlocked
the doors. I hopped in quickly and shut the door. This
was my first winter in cold weather, freaking Michigan
had me freezing my nuts off.

Erik hopped into the passenger seat then leaned over
and gave me a kiss. Even after a year and a half, his
kisses still sent thrills all through my body. We
parted the kiss and I just sat there. I stared deep
into Erik's beautiful blue eyes. It was hard to
believe he was real sometimes. If it weren't for the
radio playing one of my favorite songs (I wanna be
with you by Mandy Moore) I may have sat there all
night. I leaned over and gave Erik another quick kiss,
then quickly exited my driveway. Next stop, Erik's
house. A place where we could be together and not have
to worry about who knew. It was only his mom and his
sister, and they both knew.

It would be good to finally get some time alone with
Erik again. It had become few and far between as of
late. With his sister going threw her depressed
teenager phase and never wanting to leave their house.
And my dad's work schedule had become quite
unpredictable as of late, so we tried to stay clear of
all sexual activity at my house. Which had left us
coming close on a week with no sex. Which for Erik and
I was an eternity.

It must've been our lucky night, because as we pulled
into Erik's driveway, we noticed the house was
entirely dark.

"Thank God," Erik said, a little excited. "Terri
actually went out,"

"Bout time she got out of her depressed teenager
phase," I laughed, bringing the car to a stop.

We both jumped quickly from the car and ran to the
house. Erik unlocked the door and pushed me inside. I
tossed my coat on the coat rack and stepped quickly
out of my shoes. Erik did the same then wrapped his
arms around my waist and began to kiss me. We fell to
the sofa and Erik began to attack my neck as I
untucked his shirt, running my hands across his
beautiful, well chilsled abs. I pulled his shirt over
his head and tossed it to the floor. I sat up and went
to work with my tongue, licking lightly at his
nipples.

"You are such a tease sometimes," He breathed.

I looked up at him and noticed a look of complete
extacy on his face. I brought my lips to his neck and
began to nibble lightly, stirring a light moan from
him. I then brought my tongue back to his nipples. He
pulled my head back level with his and drove his
tongue into my mouth. He then pushed me to the sofa
and began to unbutton my shirt. Just then we heard a
car door slam. Erik stopped then sat up on the sofa. I
sat up and looked into his eyes, noticing a look of
frustration in them. But the ever present smile was
still on his face.

"Fuck," He sighed, laughing slightly. "We're never
gonna get time alone are we?"

His smile had turned to a frown with his last
statement. It ripped me up inside to see him hurt,
over anything. I caressed his cheek with my hand then
kissed his lips. I could feel him start to smile as we
pulled apart. I looked up into his eyes then kissed
him again.

"Don't worry baby, we get a whole weekend,"

His eyes lit up and he kissed me quickly. He hopped up
from the couch and began to search for his shirt. He
found it on the opposite side of the room (in the heat
of the moment, I tend to throw clothes pretty far.) He
was just starting to put it over his head as his mom
walked in. He pulled it down the rest of the way then
ran to help her with the groceries she was carrying. I
hopped over the back of the sofa and grabbed the
remaining bags from her arms.

"I love having boys around," She said, hanging her
coat on the coat rack, then walking to join us in the
kitchen.

I sat down at the table as she began to walk around
me. She had done this before. It was her nice way of
torture, knowing already that Erik and I had been
fooling around. She liked to "inspect" us before
actually saying something. Not as if she cared
anyways. She was our confidant, and the biggest fan of
our relationship. I wish I could tell my dad, but I
knew there was no way in hell he would be as cool
about it as Erik's mom.

"So did I interrupt something?" She asked, already
knowing damn well she did.

"No mom. What would make you think that?" Erik asked
jokingly, sitting on my lap.

"Oh I don't know. Maybe the way you were putting your
shirt on when I walked in. Or maybe the way Adam's
hair is messed up. Or maybe the fact that you were
both here but every light in the house was still off,"
She replied, a very smug tone in her voice.

I just shook my head and started to laugh. We didn't
have to actually admit to doing something, she already
knew. It always sucks to be interrupted though.
Especially when the person interrupting has to rub it
in your face. But after all the breaks she'd given us,
we didn't have room to complain.

"Well don't worry boys, cuz I'll be out of here soon.
I have a date," She explained, putting away the
remaining groceries.

"With who?" Erik and I asked almost in unison.

"Steve, from Houston & Garter,"

"Ooh, mama, dating a lawyer," I joked.

"Damn right," She laughed. "Ya proud of me?"

"Course we are mom," Erik said, walking over and
giving her a kiss on the cheek. "But we're going up to
my room to pack,"

"Pack for what?" She asked, turning from the cupboard
to face us.

"For a ski weekend with Adam's dad." Erik replied.
"Speaking of which, where are my ski's?"

"The attic, along with all your other winter junk you
never use," She said, slamming the cupboard shut, then
walking towards us.

"K," Erik replied, turning and leaving the room.

I walked up to Erik's mom, gave her a kiss on the
cheek then followed my man towards his bedroom. He had
already turned his stereo on as I walked in. He'd yet
to up the volume from the light setting he uses when
he sleeps. But I could hear faintly the sounds of 98
degrees "98 degrees and rising" cd. Wasting no time,
Erik was already digging in his closet. I walked over
and upped the volume on the stereo so I could listen
to "Heat it Up", which is one of my favorite songs of
theirs.

I plopped down onto his bed and stared at the ceiling.
I never really did stare at his ceiling before. Even
during sex, I could not keep my eyes off of him. Who
would want to. He was gorgeous, even straight guys
could tell that. And he was all mine. Every girl in
that entire school lusted after him. And I had him.
Course no one knew about it. They had all been told
that Erik was dating someone from a different school.
But just to know that all them girls wanted my man,
was more than enough. As "Heat it Up" came to an end,
Erik's duffle bag landed on my chest.

"I'm all packed," He said, laying down next to me on
the bed. He reached over and gave me a light kiss.
"All I need is my ski's,"

"Which are in the attic right?" I asked, a great
thought coming to my mind.

"Yeah. What's that look all about?" He asked, flashing
me his quizzical look.

"No one can get into the attic unless they come
through here right," I asked, pointing to the door in
his ceiling. He knodded, still not catching on. "Then
we could be alone up there, RIGHT?" I asked, hoping he
finally caught on. As much as I loved my baby, he was
not one to catch on too quick to subtleties.

"Ahh, I get where your coming from,"

"Bout time," I joked, slapping him playfully on the
chest.

"What are we just sitting here for?" He asked, hopping
quickly onto the bed to lower the attic door.

He pulled the door down and extended the ladder. He
motioned for me to go ahead, which I quickly did.
After I was in, I turned around to look at what was
taking him so long. I noticed him grab a tube of lube.
I smiled and thought to myself 'thats my baby, always
thinking smart.'

Thankfully for us, their attic served also as their
guest bedroom, so there was a bed up there. I sat down
on the bed and waited for Erik to finish closing the
attic door. After he'd pulled the door up, he
immediatly ran to me at the bed. He quickly tackled me
to the bed and began to kiss my neck. I quickly
shucked his shirt aside, and taking off where we'd
left off earlier I began to tongue his nipples. I
pushed him onto his back and began to move my tongue
around his beautiful chest, then down his chiseled
abs. I stopped at his belly button and began to lick
lightly tongue around it. This was one of Erik's
"Spots" if you get my drift. I began to dart my tongue
in and out, getting soft little moans from Erik each
time.

I pulled my head from his torso and slowly ran my
hands along his crotch. It was time for his cock to
come out and play. I slowly unbuttoned his pants and
undid his zipper. I pulled his pants down, slowly
exposing the tent made in his boxer shorts. I slid my
hand past the waistband and took his cock in my hands.
I began to jerk slowly, as I brought my lips once more
to his. I kissed him softly then brought my head back
to his cock.

I quickly pulled down his boxer shorts, exposing the
soft flesh of his beautiful 8" pole. I brought my
tongue to the head, and licked the dripping pre-cum. I
looked up and saw Erik's eyes closed, in total extacy.
As much as he "complained" about my cock teasing, I
know he liked it that way. I began lick along the
underside of his throbbing fuck stick, causing his
cock to jump slightly as my tongue connected with the
sensitive glans. I had had enough teasing, and
deposited his cock into my mouth.

I began to suck gently, tasting the precum as it
dripped onto my tongue. I felt Erik's hands come to my
head and began to stroke my hair lightly. I began to
bob up and down on his swollen shaft, feeling his head
strike the back of my throat each time. I brought my
hands down to his balls and began to squeeze them,
coaxing a moan from Erik. I took my hand from his
balls and drug it lightly against the opening of his
anus. I began to push the finger slowly into his
opening, making him moan in extacy. I poked in and out
rhythmically, feeling Erik's cock pulse each time. I
removed my finger til all but the nail was out, then
drove it back in, connecting this time with his
prostate. He moaned out loudly, and thrust into my
mouth. I had found what I was looking for and
continued to massage his prostate, all the while
bobbing up and down on his beautiful cock. I could
feel Erik's grip tighten on my hair. I inserted
another finger, and continued my massage of his
prostate.

"Oh god baby, I'm cumming!" He moaned out, thrusting
into my mouth.

I stayed on his cock until I felt the last drop of
cumm hit my tongue. I removed my fingers from his
anus, then broughy myself level with him. He took me
lovingly into his arms and kissed me for what seemed
like an eternity.

"God baby, I love you," He said, in between kisses.

"I love you too," I replied.

"Now to show you how much I love you," He said,
beginning to unbutton my pants.

After he'd released my cock from the confines of my
jeans, he began to slowly unbutton my shirt. As he
undid the last button, he pushed the fabric to the
side, leaving it still on me but leaving my chest open
for his tongue. He tongued at my nipples gently, just
barely touching them. I could feel my cock getting
rock hard. As could Erik. He brought his tongue
quickly to my shaft, and began to lick tentatively at
the pre-cumm oozing from the head. He slipped his
mouth over my head, then eased it down slowly over the
rest of my throbbing cock. He sucked slowly for a few
seconds, then removed my dick from his mouth. He then
sat up and looked at me. He flashed me that patented
grin of his, and grabbed the tube of lube from where
he'd tossed it on the bed. He reached up and kissed me
once more. Then brought himself back to face my cock.

He unscrewed the cap from the tube then squirted it on
my cock. He rubbed it in with his hands, then licked
at the head. I flashed him a quick "are you crazy,
lube tastes nasty" look. He smiled that gorgeous smile
at me then spoke.

"Cinammon flavored, I picked it up at Tinker's," He
said, once more licking my cock.

He continued to rub the lube in until it was to his
standards. He then straddled me, allowing my cock to
slowly penetrate his anus. I could do nothing but moan
as his ass clamped around my cock. After he'd buried
my throbbing 8 incher into his ass, he began to ride
in a slow rhythm. I sat up and began to kiss his
chest, licking the sweat as it dripped from his
nipples. I took him in my arms and gently turned, so
that he was on his back. I then began to pump into him
slowly. I reached down and began to kiss him, my
tongue probing his mouth as my shaft did the same to
his ass.

Erik began to let out soft little moans as I pumped,
making me increase my rhythm. I could feel my balls
slap against his ass with every thrust. He began to
clench his ass around my shaft, eliciting moans from
me as I tongue massaged his pecs. I could feel my
balls rising, and began to thrust into his ass faster.


"Ohh, I'm cumming!," I moaned out, falling onto his
chest as I deposited my load deep into his ass.

I buried my head against Erik's neck as the last drops
of cumm spurted from my cock. I inhaled deeply,
enjoying his wonderful smell. He began to run his
fingers through my hair. I began to kiss his neck
softly as I removed my softening cock from his ass. I
slid down a bit and rested my head on his chest. I
wrapped my arms around him, this was always my
favorite part, the cuddling.

"I love you so much baby," Erik spoke softly,
caressing my shoulder.

"I love you too," I spoke, cuddling more to his chest.


We lay like that until the both of us drifted off to
sleep. Erik was the first to awake, shaking me gently
to wake me up.

"Get up baby," He whispered. "Its probably pretty late
by now. We should get back to your house,"

"Okay," I agreed.

I sat up and gave him a quick kiss, then began to
re-dress. Only my pants had come of during the melay,
so it didn't take long. I sat back down on the bed and
waited for Erik. He slipped his pants on, but decided
to leave his shirt off (Not as I were going to
complain) He then walked over to me, gave me a quick
kiss on the forehead and pulled me to my feet.

"Come on," He said, motioning to the door with his
head.

"What about your ski's?" I asked

"Oh yeah,"

He quickly ran to the opposite side of the attic and
grabbed his ski's from where they were hanging. He
walked back to me, and handed me the ski's. He stepped
down onto the attic door then jumped to his bed. He
pulled down the ladder and told me to toss him the
ski's, which I did. I then stepped down the ladder to
join him. He was already walking into the hallway, so
I quickly shut up the attic door and went to join him.


He dropped his bags at the sofa then walked into the
kitchen. He re-appeared and tossed me a bottled water.
I opened the cap and took a few quick gulps, my throat
had gotten kind of dry up there in that attic. He
walked back to me and put his head in my lap. I just
smiled and bent down to kiss him.

"Love you baby," He said as our kiss parted.

"Love you more," I said, kissing him on the nose.

"Oh we'll see about that one," He joked, flashing me
his patented grin.

"Well come on, its already 11:30. Better get out of
here now before Terri gets home," I explained.

"K," was all he replied, sitting up from my lap.

I sat up and kissed him once more than walked to where
my coat hung. Erik picked up his bags, and snatched my
keys from my hands. I gave him a quick puzzled look,
and he smiled.

"I think I was good. So I get to drive home," He said,
his best imitation of a child.

"You were damned good, so I guess you can drive," I
joked, putting my coat on.

He stuck his tongue out at me and quickly slipped his
jacket on, his shirt still in hand. I walked out the
door first and pretty much slid on a patch of ice to
my car. Erik did his best impression of that Nelson
kid from the Simpsons with "Ha Ha" I stuck my tongue
out at him and hopped in the car. I hate this cold
weather. Erik locked his house up then walked to the
trunk of my car.

"Hey babe, fold down the backseat will ya?" He yelled
at me as he opened the trunk.

"Okay," I replied, reaching around to the backseat.

I caught ahold on the hook to release the backseat as
Erik pushed his ski's foward. Only bad thing about my
car (Nissan Pulsar) no trunk space. But thankfully the
backseat folded down. Other than the whole trunk
thing, my car was perfect.

I sat back into my seat and waited for Erik to join
me. He quickly hopped in and inserted the key. As the
"Please fasten your seatbelts" alert came to an end, I
heard the horrible sounds of another Christina
Aguilera song. This time in the evil form of "What a
girl wants"

"Frankly bitch, I don't care what you want," I said as
I flicked the radio to the country station.

"You and that Aguilera ho," Erik laughed, putting the
car into reverse.

"I hate her," I said, as Faith Hill's song "What's in
it for me" came on the radio.

Erik chose not to comment and continued his drive back
to my house. The ride was rather uneventful. Saying as
it was less than a five mile drive. As the Phil Vassar
song "Carlene" came to an end, we we're pulling into
my driveway.

I hopped quickly from the car and ran up into the
house. I removed my shoes and walked upstairs to my
bedroom. I flicked the radio on and plopped down onto
the bed. Erik eventually walked in and dropped his bag
at the door. He walked over and sat next to me on the
bed. He started to kiss me lightly. But then twisted
my nipple. I yelped out and pushed him off the bed. He
fell to the floor with a crash, making me think I may
have hurt him. But as I sat silent, I heard him
quietly laughing. I hung my head over the side of the
bed, and smiled at him.

"Ya all right?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"If I weren't gay, I'd say no. Because this shoe just
about went up my ass. And I've already had something
up there today," He laughed, pulling the shoe out from
under him and tossing it at my closet.

"Aww, I'm sorry," I said, flashing him my best pouty
smile.

"You are too cute when you do that," He said, sitting
up and kissing me.

"I know," I joked, sitting up on the bed. "Now we
should probably get to bed. You know how my dad is
with mornings,"

"Where am I sleeping, since he'll be coming in here in
the morning?"

"Your sleeping with me dorkus. That can be passed off
as only sleep,"

"Okay,"

Erik hopped to his feet and stripped down to his
boxers. I waited until he was done and took him in my
arms. I began to stroke his back, the soft feel of his
skin sending chills down my spine. I began to get weak
in the knees. I threw my arms around Erik's neck and
began to kiss him. He laid me down on the bed and
began to kiss me once more. I brought my hands to his
neck and began to tickle the back on his neck. That is
another one of Erik's "Spots." His kissing became a
passionate fury as my hands traced lightly against his
neck. He straddled my chest and resumed his kissing,
moving slowly down to my neck. He continued his
descent, until he reached my chest. He began to
massage my nipples with his tongue, making me squirm.
He began to lick down my stomach, over my abs, until
he reached the waistband of my jeans. He undid the
buttons with one hand, and began to lower the zipper.
It was then I heard footsteps in the hallway. Erik
immediatly dropped to the floor. And I stood up to
make it look like my pants were down because I was
getting ready for bed, not because my boyfriend was
about to give me head. I slipped my pants off and
tossed them in the direction of the laundry hamper. As
I had just slipped my boxers on, my dad walked in,
keeping true to his form of never knocking.

"Hey guys, we gotta leave here by 9," He spoke,
standing in the doorway.

"All right," Erik and I echoed back.

"And by the way, Heather is coming with us,"

Heather was my dad's secretary. And out of all the
girls he could've chosen, I'm glad it was her. Heather
and I had gotten along very well from the first time
we met. She was also one of the choice few who knew I
was gay. Don't get me wrong, I never set out to tell
her, I kinda slipped up to her one day and called Erik
my boyfriend. But she was cool about it, thankfully.
That is really the last thing I need. Things have
never been all that great with my dad. And him finding
out that I like cock, probably wouldn't make them any
better.

"Cool. See you in the morning dad," I said, almost my
way of dismissing him.

"Night guys," He said back, shutting the door behind
him.

I looked over at Erik and just shook my head. My dad
had ruined so much sex, it was hard to even remember
exactly how much. Erik got into bed next to me, and we
started to kiss again. But we decided it smart to not
take it further than that tonight. I gave Erik one
last kiss on the lips and then laid my head on his
chest. He hugged me close to him and kissed the top of
my head. I let out a contented sigh and closed my
eyes. Erik flipped the radio until he reached the
country station. He lowered the volume, and I could
hear the faintest sounds of "There is No Arizona" by
Jamie O'neal as I fell asleep.............

Sorry to end it there guys, But I didn't want to keep
the story from you too long. Everything will pick up
right where this left off in First Day of School part
4, which I promise will be out very very soon.