THE GAME {#1 kinky tales} Completed

THE GAME

CHAPTER ONE

Goodness did the have to be so loud, she was here she could here them, or did she even matter, Sebastian made her fell alive, to feel noticed, but when he was with his girlfriend she felt invisible even to him, Ashlie thought

Sebastian and his girlfriend were always very careful when their parents were around, but if it was just his little  Ashlie as he called her left in the house they didn't have a care in the world. Ashlie had come to live with Sebastian and his family after the tragic fire that had killed her parent and scared her face, Sebastian parents had taken her in but shed maintained her name and the had let her, no other foster home would have allowed it but the did , it was funny too, because Ashlie always had Sebastian’s back, he  never had the 'you won't tell mom and did, will you?' conversation. She could have easily just hinted to his parents what was going on after they left the house.

But ultimately, Ashlie wasn't going to do it. Sebastian had always been usually very sweet to her and was one of the few guys who took her matters and problem to heart and was always there for her like a brother would. Besides, if ever Sebastian did something to really piss her off, she had his afternoons with that awful girlfriend Chloe to hold over his head.

One more dramatic moan from Chloe and she couldn't take it any longer. Ashlie grabbed her phone and running shoes and made for the door. She was relieved to hear only the breeze blowing through their front yard as she closed it behind her.

Running was Ashlie's way of taking her minds off things. As soon as she took her first stride, all of her frustration began to melt away. The fact that Sebastian was once again inside fooling around with his obnoxious girlfriend didn't seem to matter anymore when her favorite song came up on her beloved running playlist.

Her routine had more than just the benefit of keeping her sane, it was also why Ashlie was one of the fittest girls she knew. At 5'-3" and 105 lbs., she was proud to be in such good shape; it made a hard run all the easier. And though she hated to admit it, seeing the eyes of neighborhood boys and husbands follow her as she ran by was something of a rush, she had tried to maintain her body in the best of shape but not for her face scared with the tragic fire by the side of her right neck up to her ear, with a lighting line drawn to her chick, she sometimes felt ugly and had it cover with the long coat or sometimes with her hair, sometimes both. It was the past of her she thought made her ugly and felt a sense of shame.

Ashlie didn't have a boyfriend either; that was probably part of her frustration with Sebastian and his bedroom antics. It wasn't that she didn't want one, it was more that nobody had come along that she'd felt compelled to start a relationship with and open up to. Either they were silly boys her age, eighteen and totally immature, or they were older and with transparently lustful intentions toward her.

Ashlie could see what Chloe saw in Sebastian. He was twenty, smart, handsome and yet very unassuming. Being a player on his college lacrosse team probably didn't hurt, but he wasn't a huge jock the way most might have expected. Family oriented, driven, respectful... Sebastian was the works. Why couldn't more boys like him approach her rather than the guys she was used to.

That's also why she held such high standards for him. Not only was he handsome as heck, with short soft thick black hair and masculine features, but he was just an all-around good guy. Chloe didn't deserve him; Ashlie always felt that Sebastian had just fallen for her fast like he always did and that he liked the lacrosse-cheerleader cliché too. Whatever, she thought, he'd only been with her a few months and she could always hope things wouldn't work out.

Ashlie was wondering if maybe Sebastian would set her up with one of his friends when she rounded the corner heading back to their house. She was intimately aware of how much her boobs were bouncing in her workout top when she passed Mr. Taylor's house; he was such a creep he might as well have blown her a kiss as she passed him while he was watering his flowers.

Ashlie's tits... They'd been nothing but trouble since they showed up in her early teens. Boys at school stared like they'd never seen breasts before in their lives. Men too: men who were way too old to be gawking at a teenager would pretend they weren't trying to get a look down her shirt. Even  Sebastian! Sometimes he would stop in the middle of a sentence if she accidentally showed them too much. Maybe 'accident' wasn't the right word. Sebastian was the only one she teased on purpose, mostly because she found him deserving of her but she knew  even if he  was going to have a relationship with a girl he had lived with for so long and practical grown up with, he was not going to fall for her, not with the scare, guys like him went for girls with nice pretty faces.

When she ran up to the driveway, Sebastian and his bimbo were on the front porch.

"Good luck tomorrow baby," Ashlie heard her say.

"Thanks," he replied, "I'll see you after the game?"

"You'll see me at the game!" Chloe said, standing up tall to kiss Sebastian on the lips.

"You know I don't look over there, I can't be distracted." Sebastian reasoned.

"Yea, yea, I get it, Mr. Allgame can't take his eye off the ball." Chloe said, touching him lovingly on the chest.

Ashlie couldn't help but laugh at the flirty way Chloe said it. She'd tried her hardest to take her time getting to the door, but she was thirsty and didn't want to listen to it anymore.

"O...M...G...ARE-YOU-DONE!" She chanted, mocking one of the standard cheers "CAN-I-GET-IN-THE-FUCKING-DOOR?"

Sebastian laughed at Ashlie’s attitude. He'd seen her running up and knew he'd get an earful when his girlfriend left.

"Very funny Ashlie," Chloe said back, unimpressed, "Though I hope that's not what you'll be trying out with next year."

"Ugh..." Ashlie sighed, cocked her hip and fluffed her ponytail "should I dye my hair blonde instead?"

Ashlie shot a nasty look at Sebastiane was NOT supposed to be telling anyone on the cheerleading team that she would try out it if she got accepted at his school, it had been his idea while giving her his prep talk of how beautiful she was with the scare and should be proud of herself, she couldn’t believe he had actually gotten her to even think of it, but he was just so damn good and knew just the words to get into her head

She wished she had him for a boyfriend and Even though she couldn't stand a lot of the girls on the team, she still loved cheering. Being close to the game, getting the crowd engaged, staying in shape - all of it really appealed to Ashlie and she had her eyes on doing it for Sebastian's team if she got in.

Content with the frown on Chloe's face, Ashlie simply shouldered past Sebastian and headed inside. He took a moment saying his last goodbyes before following her into the kitchen. He had to take a deep breath when he saw her tilting the bottle back and witnessed a few drips falling onto her chest as she gulped it greedily. The light glisten of sweat on her abs, the tight-fitting workout clothes...oooph. Despite having recently fooled around with his girlfriend, a hot girl was a hot girl. Sometimes he wished she understood that the way he did that she was even more beautiful with the scare.

"Why do you always gotta give her such a hard time?"

Ashlie almost laughed out loud, wanting to say something about him giving the dumb blonde a 'hard time' himself.

"Hey, if you are gonna bring your ditzy girlfriends around the house when your mom and dad aren't home, I'm gonna reserve the right to make fun of them."