ISABEL (Sample)

Chapter Eight

Dave stood up to face Pamela trying to prevent her from making Christine more uncomfortable with her snide remarks.

"Pamela, have you seen Brent?" He asked glancing at his wristwatch. He had half an hour left to go pick his mother from the hospital where she worked as a nurse.

"Not really." She answered although her eyes never wavered from Christine, neither did her expression change. "Last time I saw him, he took Kate with him into the woods."

Dave gave a subtle nod, understanding now dawning on him. He was about asking another question when Pamela beat him to it. "This is the second time I'm catching you with this nobody, do you mind explaining what's going on, Dave?"

Dave glanced from Pamela to Christine who had withdrawn into herself again, hanging her head and letting her hair block them out from her world.

He hated to see her being so vulnerable and unable to stand up to saucy girls like Pamela who looked down on everybody including her own friends sometimes.

He knew Pamela wanted him to date her but Pamela simply wasn't his taste. He had simply kept up with her because she was hard to shake off.

Despite being the head cheerleader, she was from a wealthy home and was the hottest girl in school according to his friends anyway and eighty percent of the students.

When he had started attending Edison High he had enrolled into the football team and after several months of proving himself proficient at football by thereby winning several games in competitions with other schools, he had been branded captain of the team and his team had come to adore him.

Three days after being crowned captain, Pamela had instantly broken up with her boyfriend and come after him. He had tolerated her presence as long as he could hoping he would like her but all his efforts had been futile and thanks to her for being the Genesis of it all. She was a difficult person to like.

Now she was fuming before him and glaring daggers at a poor girl who had never hurt anyone before. He was however used to Pamela always finding faults in everyone except herself.

An idea instantly struck him as he thought of how to help Christine climb the social ladder and compete with the haughty lead Cheerleader. He was certain, Pamela would not want Christine anywhere near her clique or part of the cheerleader team but there was an alternative to achieving what he wanted.

"She's my girlfriend." He calmly replied. Pamela's eyes widened in shock while Christine's head jerked up to look at him in disbelieve and they simultaneously answered

"What!!!"

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Brent pushed, making Kate flinch in pain. He held her hip with one hand, his other arm beneath her and pushed again.

Kate flinched in serious pain, all traces of pleasure gone from her face replaced by a painful expression. She tried to clamp her thighs shut but he wouldn't let her.

When he pushed again with more effort this time, she cried out in pain, unable to contain it anymore. "It hurts, it hurts..." She whimpered, blinking several times to steady her increasing breath as she squeezed her eyes shut.

"Shrrr..." He hushed. "Don't talk, just feel. It will feel better in a moment..." He said still focusing on getting his dick through. "...all I need is just a little penetr...." He pushed again.

A sob escaped her lips as she dug her nails into his back unintentionally. When she opened her eyes, they widened as if she had suddenly remembered something.

She looked up at Brent as a drop of his sweat landed on her collar bone. He was so carried away trying to penetrate her that he was not aware that she was looking at him.