St Eubrie: A New Arrival for Cedar Street (532 hits)
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Submitted by Nath (w_t_a_y_s_t_r_m) (View user info) at 2006-08-08 09:56:25 EDT
The first time I met Vicky I knew she was going to be something special. She was stood on a pedestrian overpass in her school uniform, her skirt held up, exposing herself to the passing cars. Some of their faces wore looks of shock, some of disgust and more of excitement. Even though she was fifteen she could have convinced anyone she was at least twenty. This was probably how she got away with so much. I was only a year older myself and I was sure she could still do more than I could.
I'd had enough of lessons for one day and disappeared at lunch. She had clearly had the same idea, which caused our chance meeting above the road. When I approached her I expected her to drop her skirt in shame or embarrassment, but there was no such reaction. Instead she turned her head, smiled sweetly and turned her attention back to the passing cars.
"That looks cold." I said as I pulled a cigarette out of the packet I always made sure I had on me.
"It feels so good though." She grinned at me again. "As far as I'm concerned I benefit and so do those guys behind the wheel."
"That's a bit arrogant." I said as I shielded my lighter from the wind and lit the cigarette up.
"Most of those guys have dog ugly wives and girlfriends. Every one of them wants to fuck a schoolgirl." Her voice turned very serious for a moment. "I'm giving them a glimpse of their fantasy."
I stood next to Vicky for a few minutes in silence, just enjoying my cigarette and the faces of the drivers. Every once in a while I looked at her. Sometimes she had a very deep, concentrated look on her face, others she would look like she was having the time of her life. When I finally finished the cigarette I discarded the butt over the side of the bridge and let it drop down to the road.
"You carry on enjoying yourself." I said as I walked past her.
"Are you gay or something?" She suddenly sounded insulted.
"Why?"
"Because I've been stood next to you for five minutes now with my skirt above my waist," She had an indignant look on her face. "And you've made no attempt to see up it."
"No point." I said. "Half the state's seen it now. Nothing special in it."
She had a look on her face like she was about to rip my face off me, but instead she just dived at me. Instantly we were just wrapped around each other. That was the first time we had sex.
From that point on we found ourselves meeting up more and more regularly. Initially it was just to fuck whenever we both had the chance and one of us had the place, but it slowly evolved over two years to something much more, and before either of us knew what was happening we were blindsided with a relationship.
I think I first realised it when I found myself searching all around the stores for a gift for her around Christmas time. And sure enough we were exchanging them and opening them.
We stayed like this for a few years, until we had both left school, barely educated and barely able to get a job to support ourselves. Vicky had never calmed down from that first moment I had met her, except that all her sexual outlets were aimed directly at me, not the passing drivers.
When we had both ended our education, Vicky appeared in my room one day. We had both been out looking for an income, desperate to find a place together. Then Vicky dropped a load of brochures on my desk.
"St. Eubrie?" I asked, reading the large, bold print on the front cover.
"St. Eubrie." She confirmed.
"What's that?"
"A place."
"What about it?"
"It's where we're going to live."
Vicky didn't explain any of the details; just as an inheritance and that she now had a place there. She wouldn't tell me who she had inherited it from or why I had never heard of such a place. She also told me not to worry about employment without explanation.
I'd learnt when to trust her and when to keep her feet on the ground over the past few years, and this was one of the times when I was sure I could trust her. But I wasn't sure I could trust myself.
Regardless, two weeks later we were saying goodbye to all our families that could be bothered to come out to see us off and we were taking the long drive to St. Eubrie.
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"So when are you going to tell me who you got this house from?" I asked, about halfway through the drive.
"Not sure." She answered. "I doubt you'd believe me."
"I'm a fucking idiot." I said, concentrating on the unfamiliar turns in the road. "Of course I'll believe you."
"My dad brought it for us."
I was shocked into silence for the next twenty minutes. Her dad had always hated me beyond any question. He had respected her choice to be with me, which was a blessing, but why the hell would the man buy a house for us?
"Why?" Seemed the most obvious question to ask.
"I don't know. I think he just wanted rid of us."
That seemed completely ridiculous to me. Why not buy a shitty apartment somewhere? Why a house in the middle of what I understood to be a nice, quiet town? Vicky seemed convinced though.
"So what the hell are we going to do for work?"
"He gave me enough money to hold us over for a few months." This completely blew my mind. Maybe buying a house was a bit extreme, but it was a way to get rid of us, as I knew how much he hated seeing us together. But to pay for us to stay away?
Ludicrous.
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As we pulled into the driveway of number 578, Cedar Street dawn was fast approaching giving us little time to get the vitals out of the car and into the house. A few neighbours came out to introduce themselves, but after the long journey I didn't take in any names or faces. Hoping they would forgive the next time I saw them, Vicky and I dragged the two main boxes in from the car and then quickly explored the house.
"Fully furnished?" I asked Vicky when we passed in the large hallway.
"Dad must have really hated you." Was all she said, followed by the sweet smile she used on me too often, but which never failed to work. She went to the front door, made sure it was locked and then made her way towards the stairs, stripping off her clothes as she went. "I'm going for a shower." She grinned when she saw the look in my eyes.
I just collapsed on the cheap sofa that was lining the back wall of the living room. On the small table that stood next to the sofa, the answer machine was already flashing with one message.
Expecting a message from someone with the wrong number I pressed the button. It was the unmistakable voice of Vicky's father. "Hope you enjoy this house you little bastards." He sounded meaner than I'd ever heard him before. "Vicky, as soon as I figure a way out of this, I'm going to get my fucking money back."
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Submitted by KindaNews (user info) at 2006-08-08 19:19:27 EDT (#)
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Quite the nerd fantasy.
Good story.
Submitted by awesome_face (user info) at 2006-08-08 14:47:39 EDT (#)
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Submitted by w_t_a_y_s_t_r_m (user info) at 2006-08-08 10:02:47 (#)
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IT WAS IN THE RULES OTHERWISE THAT PLACE WOULD ALREADY BE ZOMBIE CHOW
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I immediatly thought of you when i read that in jacks post.
Submitted by calbearspolo (user info) at 2006-08-08 13:35:10 EDT (#)
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I have to wait for more? Craptacular. I was really into this.
Submitted by sicosemen (user info) at 2006-08-08 13:31:38 EDT (#)
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I'm curious what happened between the father and Vicky. It also made me throw stones in my underwear.
Submitted by recall (user info) at 2006-08-08 12:31:29 EDT (#)
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Nice.
Submitted by inion_de_trua (user info) at 2006-08-08 11:26:12 EDT (#)
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this made me wish i was a big whore in catholic school.
Submitted by badassmofo (user info) at 2006-08-08 11:11:11 EDT (#)
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Good stuff.
Submitted by DrogoRoch (user info) at 2006-08-08 10:53:15 EDT (#)
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I'm enjoying the St Eubrie. Sad no zombies allowed though.
Submitted by kaos-king (user info) at 2006-08-08 10:05:41 EDT (#)
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HA! Excellent!!!
Christ, I love this St. Eubrie nonsense...
Submitted by w_t_a_y_s_t_r_m (user info) at 2006-08-08 10:02:47 EDT (#)
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IT WAS IN THE RULES OTHERWISE THAT PLACE WOULD ALREADY BE ZOMBIE CHOW
Submitted by GodChicken (user info) at 2006-08-08 10:00:28 EDT (#)
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-2 no zombies