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Abel 1977 Page 13

Abel's POV

"Dude...I swear if you flip the fucking pages all at once, you can see their titties move man...", I told Daniel, as we pretended to study some shit for my English class at the library. "Nah, this shit ain't the same bro...I tell you, I can have us both front row in the 'smut' theatre, the place by the gallery a few minutes from the city...DUDE, THAT SHIT IS BOOB CENTRAL AND THE GIRLS ARE HOT AS FUCK...", Daniel insisted, handing me back the 'adult' magazine I had taken from Joseph's stash last weekend to get me through the fucking month (I call my dad by his first name...Joseph).

"Yeah, about that...I might not be able to swipe some quick cash from Joseph's wallet until after Thursday dude, so maybe we can make it to the 'titty' theatre...probably, this Saturday...", I told him closing the fucking book I hid the 'tit' magazine in and standing up from our table, with my shit, getting ready to leave. "Your call bro...Imma go tonight cause I got my fucking check from 'Patty's' and I can't fucking wait to go empty my fucking balls at the 'BOOBS' cinema again...and yeah, I went last weekend too my man...", he declared rubbing it in, like fucking always! "Fuck...are you there every fucking day dude...", I asked him a bit curious and a bit concerned, as this fucking little hobby of his was starting to sound like an addiction. "Bro...come on man, YES I AM THERE ALMOST EVERY FUCKING DAY, we're are talking about 'BOOBS' here...you know, those things girls have that we want to do things with...", he replied a  bit anxious, almost trying to convince me...as if he had to. He stood up from the fucking table along with me, and we made our way, slowly to the front of the library building. We walked passed the librarian sitting quietly at her desk, reading, and we headed straight to the front doors. "Hey...Abe, maybe I need to hook you up with a gig at 'Patty's' man...your fucking money-troubles are getting on my nerves bro...", the asshole added as we jumped off the last three steps from the library's stair-case outside and both landed on the sidewalk and continued our slow-paced walk to his car in the parking lot in front of the building.

His yellow Pontiac Astre came into view and we both got in and I threw my shit in the back seat. I can't fucking believe I'm not driving my ass everywhere like this kid man, my pops is such a stiff when it comes to me getting behind the wheel! I rolled down the window on my side and stuck out my arm lazily just to feel the breeze. The sun was beaming down like a 'mother' right now, it was so fucking hot and sunny, but somewhat windy too...kind-off like a great a mixture. "Bro...just let me know this weekend if your ass wants to tag-along so I can drop by and we can go watch us some real nice, cheap-ass titties...," Daniel insisted, now flipping on the radio to "Let Your Love Flow" by The Bellamy Brothers. "Sure will dude...for sure by Saturday man, by then Joseph will have a couple-hundred less in his wallet, I'm sure he won't miss them either...", I assured him, checking my fucking face on the visor mirror.

Next...'Best of my Love' by 'The Emotions', as we got to 'Hemingway' drive, take a sharp right and kept going, looking for '2105'. "So...anything new with Brenda, I've heard you've got your strings on that shit...hot as fuck by the way...", he changed the topic mildly. We finally pull up to '2105', so I start to get my ass out and push the seat over to get my shit from the back as I smile at him..."dude, I've got that all figured out my man...we'll have that hot-mess sitting on my lap getting fed and everything by the end of next week...", I announced, a smile as big as my face from side to side, as I wink at him letting him know that girl was as good as de-virginized by the end of this month!

He honked his fucking horn a few times as he pulled out of my driveway, I knew he had loved that declaration...as we all do. I myself could not wait to get me some real-peach pussy very soon! I'd been eyeing another Junior, and by her friends I found out her name was Brenda. Real cute-type of a girl with athletics in her mind, and lots of fucking homework and college ambitions. I believe she does track and tennis. I'm more of a soccer-guy and love basketball...unfortunately my height is not really effective for the latter so I'm trying out wrestling as well, which happens to be a bit more competitive and physical than either one of the others...I tried out for it a few weeks ago and was able to land a spot in the team right away! The coach said I've got good arm coordination and great upper and lower body mass, which I can convert into firm muscle. I happen to agree, since I've been hitting the bench at Daniel's (this dude has a mini gym in the basement...his fucking parents are awesome). I do like a little over seven-hundred pounds on a good day!

Either way...my fucking ass is ready to hit that peach next week and come out a REAL 'man' by the end of the month too! Now, I've got a date with 'Atari' (my video game console Atari 2600), and then go see Brenda to tell her how much I want to get in her blouse (not exactly in those words)! 

I walk passed the front of the house and head over to the back, I get in through the back door as the fucking stairs to the second floor are right by the back door. The door is always open, so I just turn the knob and walk right in, greeting mom as she does her stuff over the fucking stove, she's getting some things ready for dinner tonight. "Hey Abe...honey how was your day, your dad's not going to be coming back tonight okay,  as he's department has to stay a bit late to finish this month's final quarters...so he just called and said not to wait for him, he'll just check into a motel for the night after they leave the office, I'm also going to be at your aunt Martha's this evening...you know how she is, Rey was called into service a few days ago so she's all mess and tears too...", mom explained emptying pots and moving pans around, and cutting up vegetable-shit and so on and so-forth.

"Gotcha...my day was alright, I'll be here for a bit too but then I'll be out for a few hours...at Daniel's, you know...homework and shit...", I replied as I went passed her and up the stairs on my way to my room. "Watch the language sweetie, and make sure you're not too late getting back home okay...DID YOU HEAR WHAT I SAID, SWEETIE...ABEL...", mom yelled at my ass as I walked passed their bedroom and headed straight for mine at the end of the hall, right across from the bathroom. I get in and slam the door behind me, I can see mom did my bed and tidied up a bit...I'm a real pig sometimes. I drop on the floor and sit indian style in front of my t.v. set, which is by the wall near the door. I let my back rest on the side of my bed as I switch on 'Atari' and get comfortable.

Fuck, it's only been a few months in this place...and I already feel right at home here! The house is big enough for the three of us, so much so we even have a spare room on this floor, the one right next to mine, which Joseph uses as his fucking 'trophy' room for his 'sports' shit from when he was in college and graduate school. The garage is huge as well for all of our shit, and the fucking back yard is bigger than anything we've had our entire lives! Coming from a two-bedroom apartment in the city, back in Detroit...I've gotta say, we've hit the jackpot with this shit. The hill on the other side of the fence, from our backyard looks pretty sweet too! I can't wait to get all cozy with fucking Brenda so I can take her ass back there and we can get better acquainted. That shit is high up and dark up there too, it even has rock stuff and stone shit all over and looks all green with bushy-shit and trees! Shit, I can't wait to fuck up there man...I'm sure no one can see anything going on up there!