First Time Trailer Trash

"Emily wait up!" Brandon yelled from behind the two mutt dogs trying to catch Emily. She had about a 50 foot lead on him and the dogs and the gap was getting wider and wider. He saw her go around a turn in the road and when he moved around it he stopped next to her.

"Th...th...thanks," he huffed and puffed.

"I didn't stop for you," she whispered. "Look."

Brandon looked over her head across a weed-filled lawn at an old mobile home. Carrying in a box was Missy. "Holy shit."

"I heard she had to leave her big house but I...I never expected this," Emily said wanting to smile but didn't.

"Good. She deserves to live in a trailer," he said without thinking.

Emily turned and glared at him. "No...that's not what I meant..." Before he finished she bolted up the dirt road. "Emily...stop...oh God not again," he said as he took off behind the dogs again.

Missy wanted to move in at night but the only time her mother could get someone to help them move was during the day. She tried to hide her face as much as possible but when she moved up the steps she heard Brandon's voice. She quickly turned and saw him running up the road behind Emily. "Shit."

"Missy put that box in the kitchen," her mother said when she entered the trailer.

"Mom...please can't we get an apartment down town somewhere?" Missy whined.

"We can't even afford an apartment right now. When your father gets out of jail he told me he will get us out of here."

"I'm never leaving this...this...this...trailer."

Emily was surprised when she heard Brandon's footsteps catching up to her. She was running full blast but he was at her heels. She knew he didn't mean to put her down with the trailer remark but she wanted to bust his chops. She turned and ran backwards. "So do I deserve to live in a trailer too?"

"I wasn't...talking about...you," he panted. Since he was looking at her he didn't see the hole in the dirt road and his body went tumbling head first. "AHHH!"

Emily quickly stopped and leaned over to help him. "Are you alright?"

Suddenly he grabbed her arm and pulled her down on top of him. "No I'm not alright." He pulled her lips to his and they kissed in the middle of the road. "I haven't been alright since I talked to you in chemistry."

"Let me up I'm getting dirty," she giggled while pushing upward. But he pulled her back down.

"Tell me you love me."

"Oh this is really romantic," she laughed. "Lying in the middle of a dirt road." She looked over at her Cousin Maggie's house but didn't' see anyone around.

"Tell me," he said seriously.

"Yes I love you now let me up," she grinned. When his hands let go she jumped up and took off.

"WAIT!"

Janet Miller sat at the kitchen table in the small trailer looking at some real estate books an agent dropped off that morning. Jim was in the shower and she expected Emily and Brandon back any minute. She had been back at the trailer for three weeks now and was feeling pretty cramped. Plus Jim's leg was a lot better and she wanted some quiet time with him in the bedroom. There is no such thing as quiet time in a trailer. The door flew open and Emily lunged in. "HI MOM!"

"Emily," Janet said trying to hide the books.

"What's that?" Emily asked as she grabbed them from her Mother's hands and read the title. "Real Estate?"

"I was just looking?" Janet said.

Brandon came in the open door. "Water...water...please!"

"Get it yourself," Emily snapped.

"Emily...that's not nice," her Mom said.

"He wasn't nice to me before," Emily said while looking at the books. "I don't want to move from Jacob Creek."

"Honey we can afford a bigger and better place now. Your father got a big pay increase."

"I don't care." She turned and took Brandon's hand. "Let's go."

"Emily wait."

"Where are we going?" Brandon asked as he drove up the hill.

"Your house. You said your parents are away."

He had wanted to get her alone at the house but not with her in this frame of mind. "Are you sure?"

"Yes...I'm sure," she said while grabbing his strong arm and pulling his elbow into her soft breast. As soon as he pulled the car into the garage and closed the door behind them she jumped into his arms and kissed him. "I want...to...make love."

Brandon's lips accepted her tongue but when she reached for his zipper he grabbed her hands. "Not like this."

She smiled and pressed her lips and tongue into his soft neck. "I know you want to go all the way."

"Emily...sta...stop," he said letting her hands go. "I want to but I want it to be more than this."

"Brandon..." She giggled as she pulled his hard pink penis from his pants. "I don't think he agrees with...youuuu."

"He...it does," Brandon groaned while she gripped him with both hands.

"It's a he and I'm going to name him," Emily giggled. "Let's see what shall I call him?"

"I can't believe you are going to name my..."

"Willie!"

"Good one...Willie," he laughed. "Free Willie I get it."

"Not yet you haven't but you will," she giggled as she jumped out of the convertible and ran into the house.

"I don't believe this is happening," he commented to no one. He walked into the house and saw her shirt in the hallway. He picked it up and moved into the kitchen where he saw her shorts on the floor.

He found her bra on the stairs and then her panties by his bedroom door. "Uh...Emily," he said as he held up her clothes as he walked into his room. He expected her to be naked on his bed but the room was empty and the bathroom door closed. He heard the shower come on. He tried the door but it was locked so he knocked.

"Who is there?" She yelled.

"Come on open up," he laughed.

"Who's there?"

"Brandon," he answered.

"Sorry only Willie can come in," she laughed.

Brandon saw the door crack open only about three or four inches. "Don't tell me you want me to stick my...stick Willie..through the door opening."

"Yes," she giggled.

"Shit," Brandon grunted while he quickly pushed down his shorts and underwear and aimed his semi-hard cock through the door.

"HI WILLIE!" She laughed on the other side of the closed door. Her finger tickled across the damp tip. "Do you want to come in?"

"Yesss!" Brandon answered while moving his dick up and down. Suddenly the door opened and he saw Emily's naked body and...her nearly bald pussy mound. "Damn."

"Do you like it?" She whispered while pushing her soft titties into his hard chest and lightly kissing his neck.

"Yesss," he moaned feeling her tummy press into his manhood. He guided his fingertips from behind her back, over her hip and across to where her pubic mound used to be covered with blonde peach fuzz. He easily found her raised and ready clitty. "I think I'm going to name it...her too."

She giggled while he stroked her pleasure button. "You're going to name my smoothie?" Her slit was as wet as she had ever known it to be.

"Yes...let's see," he smiled as he explored down to where her protected gate was. "Maybe Kitty...or Street Fighter."

"STREET FIGHTER!" She gasped.

"It is my favorite video game," he chuckled.

"You're not naming my pussy Street Fighter or Zelda or Grand Turismo," she said while biting his earlobe a little hard.

"I got it," he laughed. "WONKA!"

"Wonka?"

"If mine is Willie...yours is Wonka."

"Um...Can I put some chocolate on Willie and lick it off later?" She whispered.

"Jesus...what's gotten in to you?" He asked as she guided him into the hot spray of his shower.

"No one yet," she giggled again. She grabbed the soap and told him to turn around. After washing his back and buttocks she handed him the soap and he did hers while taking a lot of time on her soft butt.

She again took the soap and washed his front but not his raging hard-on. "Uh...you missed something."

"I don't want Willie to get too excited," she smiled before handing him the soap back.

"You're serious about this aren't you?" He asked while cupping and rubbing her large mounds with his soap-filled hands.

"Yes...I love you," she whispered before rinsing off and jumping out of the shower. "I'll be waiting in your bed."

Brandon lunged outward and almost fell on the slippery floor but was able to grab onto the towel bar. It broke free from the wall and crashed to the floor with a loud bang.

"Don't hurt yourself!" She giggled while lying on her back with her legs slightly parted on his bed. She saw Willie first as his body moved through the doorway.

Brandon moved onto her body and felt her legs open and wrap around his hips. "Emily."

"Shhh...make me a woman...your woman," she whispered.

Brandon had waited for this moment for so long and had planned every detail in his mind but all of those details were lost. He knew he had to use foreplay to get her as ready as he was but when he leaned over to suck on her long hard nipple she pulled his lips up to hers. "Do it Brandon...hurry," she whispered before pushing her tongue into his lips. Her fingers found his hard shaft and guided it to her virginity. As he lowered his hips she felt it give away and some pain but not enough to stop.

Their eyes never closed as they stayed locked onto each other while two then three inches moved inside. She let go of him and then reached behind him to pull him deeper and deeper until their stomachs met.

"AHHH!" He groaned finally feeling sexual heaven. He looked at her. "I should use a rubber."

"Don't worry," she giggled. "Mom helped me." Neither moved for almost two minutes because it felt so good. "Willie feels good," she laughed.

"Wonka feels even better." He pulled it out about three inches and then slowly pushed it back inside. His body wanted to erupt but he wanted to stay joined with his love as long as possible. It was then she squeezed him. "Oh God."

She giggled and did it again.

"Emily stop or I'll..." Suddenly she squeezed again and his body tensed until his hot juices filled her tight tube. "OH YEAH!" He cried out. His hips moved rapidly now back and forth until her body rolled side to side.

"OH GOD BRANDON!" She screamed. She had expected him to get soft but it stayed rigid. Her muscular legs pushed her hips up and back until she climaxed. "NOW...OH YES NOW!"

Brandon kept fucking until finally she grabbed his hips and held him down. "Stop," she laughed. "I can't take any more and you are so big."

"Sorry...I uh...didn't hurt you did I?" He moved his hips and his cock backwards.

"Some, but I'm not complaining," she laughed. "There will be more times," she whispered. "A whole lot," she thought. Twenty minutes later was the second time and it lasted a lot longer.

Jim hobbled out of the shower in his robe and saw his wife sitting at the table looking at some booklets. "What's that?"

"Real Estate Guides," Janet answered. "I thought maybe we could get something bigger."

"I've been thinking the same but I know Emily won't want to leave the Creek."

"I know. When she saw the booklets she took off with Brandon."

"So why do we have to leave the Creek?" He grinned. "I hear the Johnson place is going on the market soon."

"Really. I just love that house," Janet grinned. "If I remember it has a really big master bedroom." She pulled open his robe and found his growing manhood. "I got really horny since I've been gone."

"Uh...what if Emily comes back?" He said as she removed his robe and stroked him until it pointed up at her face.

"She's with Brandon."

"True," he grinned. "I'm starting to really like that kid."

Brandon was almost asleep when he felt the bed moving. He looked up to see his naked lover grinning. "Uh oh."

"Lean back," Emily giggled. She took the container of Nestles Quick and turned it over. Before he could react the chocolate shot from the tip and covered his limp penis.

"Jesus," he said in total shock. "What are you doing?"

"Willie Wonka...remember?" She lowered her face and took a big lick of the chocolate from this rising tip.

Emily got in very late that evening but since it was Saturday she didn't think her parents would mind plus she knew they needed some time alone. She kissed Brandon at the door and told him she would see him the next night. When she tip-toed down the hallway she noticed their bedroom door ajar and peeked in to see the naked back of her mother lying across her father's bare chest. She smiled and moved into the bathroom to inspect her violated pussy. Some of the chocolate still lingered.

Missy was sitting in her nylon shorts and a tee shirt on Sunday morning while her mom was at church. She smiled as she called Brandy.

"Hi," Missy said. "Please come down and pick me up from this low-life hell hole."

"Uh...I'm really busy this morning...uh...you know...cleaning my room," Brandy said.

"Cleaning your room? When did you ever clean your room? Come and get me and I'll help clean your room," Missy said getting upset.

"I...uh...my car...needs some gas. Uh...I think my mom just came home...I got to go..."

"Brandy! Wait!" But Missy only heard the click. She immediately called Allison. Her mom answered and told her to hold on. A few minutes later Allison's mom returned.

"Uh...I can't seem to find her," the woman said. "Do you want me to leave her a message?"

"No...that's OK," Missy said realizing that her faithful friends had dumped her because she now lived on Jacob Creek in a mobile home.

She got up from the sofa to get a drink when she heard some dogs barking. Missy glanced out the small window and saw Emily Miller running down the dirt road with the dogs at her heels.

Emily had her earphones in and the music blasting so she didn't hear the footsteps behind her. She was only running about 50% so when Missy caught up to her she was shocked.

"Hello," Missy smiled before she took off at full speed leaving Emily in her dust. Since Emily was already sweating Missy figured she had been running a while. She turned up her afterburners and peeked back to see the girl about five paces behind and catching. About thirty feet ahead was the school so as she made it to the main gate she suddenly stopped. "I won!"

"Right," Emily said smiling. She stopped and stood eye to eye with her new neighbor. "So how do you like the Creek so far?"

"It's just temporary," Missy smiled. "I'll be out of this dump in a few days."

"Good, we don't want your kind down here," Emily said boiling mad. She moved up until her stomach pushed into Missy's. Missy stood her ground and even pushed back. They were near the playground so when Emily pushed her with both hands Missy flew backwards and hit the border of the playground. She went tumbling upside down until she landed on her hands and knees. "You bitch!" Missy growled before lunging up over the border and grabbing a handful of Emily's hair.

The pain was intense but Emily managed to grab Missy's hair and the two fell back into the deeper sand and dirt. Emily wrapped her leg over Missy's stomach and pressed until the girl was on her back and Emily was on top of her holding down her hands.

"Let me up or I'll..." Missy threatened.

"What?" Emily laughed. Although they were about the same height Emily outweighed her by at least ten pounds.

"THIS!" Missy screamed as she hooked her right leg upward around Emily's chest and flipped her backwards. Emily tried to stand up but Missy jumped onto her back and was sitting on her.

"HEY!" Emily yelled. She tried to pull her way out from under the other girl but couldn't.

"Give up?" Missy giggled as she heard the dogs starting to growl.

"AHHH!" Missy screamed as one dog bit the sleeve of her tee shirt and pulled backwards.

"ELVIS GET AWAY!" Emily screamed at her dog. As Missy moved off of her body Emily swung around to pull her dog off just as the other dog bit into Missy's shorts from the other side.

"BONER STOP!" Emily leaned over Missy and pushed the other dog away but not before he tore Missy's shorts. Emily moved back to make sure the girl had not been bitten when she heard Missy laughing.

"BONER? YOU HAVE A DOG NAMED BONER?"

Emily tried to keep an angry look but it was too funny. She broke down laughing. "Yeah...what's wrong with BONER?"

"BONER! OH SHIT! Missy laughed as Emily rolled down beside her. Both were covered with dirt, in their faces, hair and even under their clothing. Emily smiled and began laughing again until Missy stopped and suddenly started crying.

"Hey...are you...alright?" Emily asked seeing real tears falling from the girl's eyes down her dirty cheeks.

"No...everything sucks," Missy said with her eyes closed. "My girlfriends don't want anything to do with me, my father is in jail and I live in a trailer."

Emily started feeling sorry for her and sat upright. Her hatred for the girl still lingered and she had to get away from her. As she moved onto her knees Missy turned and looked at her.

"I'm...I'm sorry for what I've said about you."

Brandon did his best to keep busy around his house but couldn't get Emily off his mind. Finally around 3:00PM he jumped in his car and headed over to Jacob Creek. He didn't see any cars in the drive up to her trailer and had his hopes up for some privacy with her until he walked up onto the porch and heard laughter. He knocked on the door and a few seconds later Emily opened it. "Brandon."

"Hi...uh..is Maggie here?" Brandon asked as he peeked through the doorway.

"No...come in," Emily said while standing aside.

Brandon figured it was Maggie or one of the other Creekers so when he saw Missy he about shit his pants right there. "MISSY?"

"Hi Brandon," Missy smiled as she sat on the sofa.

Brandon turned and glared at Emily. "What's she doing here?"

"I invited her," Emily smiled. "We were...running and...now she's here."

"Can I talk to you outside?" He said trying to keep calm.

"Sure, I'll be right back," Emily smiled at Missy.

They moved out onto the porch. "Are you crazy? Please don't tell me you two are friends now."

"She's...different," Emily said softly so Missy couldn't hear. "She was crying and..."

"Bull shit. You don't know her like I do," he said. "She playing you Emily."

"Maybe...maybe not," Emily said. "We want to go to the mall. Will you drive us?"

"You're making a big mistake," Brandon said before turning and walking back to his car. A few minutes later Emily and Missy came out. Emily jumped next to him while Missy moved into the back seat.

As they traveled up the hill from Jacob Creek Missy glanced over the hill at the tiny little houses and trailers down below. She thought of the many times she had made out with Brandon in this back seat and knew those days were over. When they entered the mall Emily took Brandon's hand and they walked towards the food court for a drink.

"My treat," Brandon said not really looking at Missy.

"You know what I like," Missy grinned as Emily and she walked towards the ladies room. A few minutes later Emily was still in one of the stalls when the door opened and Allison and Brandy walked in to see Missy at the sink. They tried to turn and leave but Missy grabbed Brandy's arm.

"I thought you were cleaning your room today."

"I...uh...cleaned it," Brandy smirked. "So did you ride the bus into town?"

Missy wanted to deck her right there but only smiled. "You know it makes me sick to think I was like you two. You think that since you live in a big house it makes you special. It doesn't."

"Let go of my arm Trailer Trash," Brandy said as she tried to jerk away. Suddenly Allison moved behind Missy and grabbed around her arms until she let Brandy go.

"What now bitch?" Brandy giggled as she stuck her nose right up into Missy's face. "The days of me kissing your ass are over." Missy struggled to get free but Allison held her tightly.

Emily peeked through the closed stall door and waited until Brandy and Allison were turned away. She quietly opened the door and moved up behind Allison. "Did you just call my friend Trailer Trash?"

Allison tried to twist around but Emily was too fast. Allison felt her short skirt being pulled down to the floor and then her panties.

"HEY!" Allison cried out as she let Missy go and turned to run at Emily. However the panties and skirt around her ankles caused her to trip and she fell face forward with her shiny pink ass pointing upward.

Brandy stood watching and not expecting Missy to attack. Before she could react Missy rammed her forehead forward into Brandy's face. The sound of the girl's broken nose echoed through the restroom. "OUCH!"

Emily jumped down on the backs of Allison's knees and pulled the panties and skirt from Allison's kicking feet. "HEY YOU WHORE...GIVE ME BACK MY PANTIES!"

As Brandy moved back with her nose pouring out blood Emily grabbed Missy's hand and they ran from the restroom laughing. "I don't think they will call you Trailer Trash again," Emily said before opening a garbage lid and tossing away the skirt.

Missy stopped and looked at Emily. "No one has ever done that for me before."

"It was nothing," Emily smiled. "I've been waiting to do it to them for some time now." She turned to walk back into the mall when Missy grabbed her and pulled her into her body. They hugged.

"Thank you."

Brandon had been waiting patiently for Emily and Missy to return and had already finished his drink. He picked up their drinks and walked down the hallway towards the restroom. He turned the corner and saw Missy and Emily hugging. "Are you two having fun?"

Emily and Missy turned and smiled. "Yes we just had a lot of fun in the restroom," Emily giggled.

Brandon thought they were joking until he looked at what Emily was holding. "I don't believe it." He turned and threw their drinks in the garbage can and hurried away from them.

"What's wrong with him?" Missy asked.

"Shit," Emily said as she looked down at Allison's panties in her hand. "He thinks these are yours."

Missy started laughing but realized Emily was taking it seriously. She tried to catch her new friend but Emily was running full speed out through the food court and down the wing. She caught him at the exit door. "WAIT!"

"Emily...get away from me," Brandon said before turning and glaring at her.

"These are not Missy's," Emily said trying not to laugh.

"Right."

"They're not. They are Allison's. She and Brandy jumped us in the restroom and I took them as a souvenir."

"And I'm supposed to believe you," Brandon said as he saw Missy running up to him.

Emily smiled and turned to Missy. "Show him your panties."

"WHAT?" Missy asked thinking Emily had gone nuts.

"He thinks these are yours. Show him your panties." Emily smiled.

Brandon was speechless as Missy looked around and then pushed down her running shorts until her white lace sheer panties appeared. "TA DA!" Missy giggled.

"We have to get out of here," Emily said as she grabbed Brandon's arm.

"Why?"

"Because Missy broke Brandy's nose and I took Allison's skirt and panties."

"Oh...OK right...makes sense to me," Brandon said. It was so weird being with his girlfriend and his ex-girlfriend after they just beat up on two other girls. "Where are we going now?"

"To my home," Emily smiled. "I want to make sure my Mother doesn't buy a house somewhere besides the Creek."

As they pulled up to Emily's trailer they saw Maggie on the porch. The shorter girl stood up when she saw Missy. "What's she doing here?"

"I asked her to be here," Emily said knowing Maggie hated her.

"Don't hit me," Missy said remembering the punch and the black eye.

"Come inside and I'll tell you about our day," Emily said while guiding Maggie into the trailer. Thirty minutes later Missy and Brandon left.

"I thought I was your best friend," Maggie said.

Emily smiled. "No one will ever take your place. You're like my sister." She hugged her cousin into her. "So how are you and Bud doing?"

"Good...really good," Maggie smiled. "I almost gave in to him last night."

Emily smiled. "You did better than I did last night."

At first Maggie didn't get it but she suddenly realized that Emily was not a virgin anymore. "Oh my God."

"It was unbelievable," Emily gushed.

"It had to have hurt."

"At first...but then Willie felt really good."

"Willie? I thought it was Brandon."

"Nope...definitely Willie." Emily laughed. She spent the next ten minutes telling her every detail including the Willie and Wonka parts.

"I'm jealous," Maggie grinned. "I think I'll go and give Bud a call right now."

"Do you want to do it here?" Emily asked. "Mom and Dad are out for the night."

"Do you want to watch?"

"Could I?"

Bud didn't even have his shirt on as he sped up the dirt road to Emily's trailer. Maggie had said Emily's parents were not going to be at home and that it would be his lucky night. He expected to see Brandon's car in the driveway but it was empty.

"Hello!" Bud said after knocking on the door. Emily opened the door. "Is Maggie here?"

"Yes...she's in the shower," Emily smiled. "Come in."

Bud hesitated because he couldn't tell if Emily was wearing anything under the long black tee shirt. "I...uh...can wait out here."

"Don't be silly," she grinned. "She told me to keep you occupied."

Bud stumbled over the doorway and followed her to the large TV. He saw her large hard nipples pressing out the top of the shirt and knew she was not wearing a bra. "Is Brandon coming over?"

"No, he had to do something with his parents tonight," Emily said as she sat down on the sofa and pulled her legs up under her ass. The shirt opened enough to expose her white panties to his eyes. They could hear the shower still running when he sat down next to her. He peeked at her panties again before jerking his eyes away. She laughed.

"Bud you've seen me naked before."

"I know...but...Brandon...will kill me."

"I've seen you naked before too," she giggled. She could see him squirming in his seat. "So I hear tonight is your lucky night."

"She...told you?"

"We don't have any secrets. She wants me to watch."

"No way," Bud said. He knew he would be nervous enough.

"I'll be naked too," Emily teased as she pulled the shirt up over her panties.

"GOD!" he cried out when seeing her pink slit through the thin material.

"She wants you to be naked before she comes out here."

Bud's body trembled. "I don't think I can do this."

Emily smiled as she peeked at his swollen prick under his shorts. "Take off your shirt."

Bud pulled his tee shirt over his head. "You're right...I mean...we have seen each other naked." He stared at her shirt hoping to see those nice puppies again. She giggled and pulled the shirt up over her pink globes and off her head. "Your turn."

Bud's fingers were shaking as he unzipped his shorts and pushed them down over his briefs. His six-inch hard-on pushed them outward proudly. "Your turn," he smiled.

"That's not fair," Emily grinned. She saw his eyes on her crotch as she lifted her hips and pushed the silky undies down over her nearly bald pussy lips. "It's different than last time."

"I like it better," Bud smiled as he looked at her shaven lips and swollen clitty. He quickly pushed his briefs over his rocket and kicked them aside.

She could see he was already about to pop. "You need to cum before she comes out. It will be better."

"Are you going to help?" Bud asked suddenly not fearing death from Brandon.

"I can't do that," Emily smiled.

"You...you want me to...jerk off in front of you?"

"Yes," she giggled.

"OK...but you have to do it too."

Emily had not even done that for Brandon. She heard the shower turn off. "OK hurry." She opened her legs and rubbed over her raised clitoris.

"OH FUCK!" Bud laughed as he stroked his meat. Only ten strokes later his hips shot upward.

"HERE TAKE THIS!" Emily grabbed a pile of paper towels and yelled as his hot white lava was about to erupt.

"You do it," Bud smiled. He moved his hand away and watched.

"I'm going to kill you," Emily giggled before reaching down and cupping the tip of his red cock with the towels. She couldn't believe she was actually touching his hard penis even if it was through the paper towel.

"OH GOD!" Bud cried out when he felt her hand squeezing him.

"Empty it," she giggled. They heard the bathroom door open and Emily jerked her hand and filled paper towel away. She stood and walked to the garbage can. When a naked Maggie walked in Emily said. "He's ready."

"Does he have anything left?" Maggie asked as she dropped to her knees in front of him and grabbed onto his red semi-hard prick. Only ten seconds later its head was peeking over her tight fist. "He's got a lot left."

Emily was on fire as she sat on the sofa and watched them kiss and touch each other as if she wasn't there. She felt guilty for touching Bud and hoped he wouldn't tell Brandon. Her head tilted to the side as his hard shaft pressed into Maggie's virginity.

"OH BUD!" Maggie cried out when she became a woman. Emily's finger was doing the same thing as Bud's cock while they all raced towards completion. Screams of satisfaction and pleasure filled the air of the small trailer.

Monday at school was weird for Missy because she rode the school bus while sitting next to Maggie. She knew the girl didn't really trust her yet so she didn't push it. When the bus pulled into the discharge area Missy ducked down hoping the Hillers wouldn't see her riding the bus.

Maggie laughed. "You might as well just face it. Today will be a worse day if you try to hide it."

"You're right," Missy whispered. She sat up and stared out the window at Brandy who was wearing a bandage over her nose. "I might need your help if they jump me."

"Sure...my pleasure," Maggie laughed.

The trip from the bus to her locker was tough because Missy could see and hear the Hillers talking about her. She kept her chin up and hung close to Maggie who pushed her way through a bunch of Hillers at the door.

"Hey...let the Creekers through," A sophomore football player laughed. He didn't see Brandon moving up behind him.

"What was that about Creekers?" Brandon asked before grabbing the kids arm and twisting it behind his back.

"Brandon!...I was just...joking around," the kid groaned.

"Brandon let him go," Emily said as she grabbed her boyfriend's wrist and pulled. "It's not worth it."

After he released him the kid took off but the rest of the morning went pretty much the same for Missy. By the time lunch rolled around she had pretty much gotten used to the stares and whispering. She took her lunch tray and stood smiling at the Hiller girls where she used to sit and then at Emily and Maggie.

"I was wondering where you were going to sit," Maggie whispered to Missy after she sat next to her.

"Those days are over," Missy said glancing over at Brandon and Emily who were holding hands. She felt the table move next to her and turned to see Scott Miller sitting next to her.

"Hi Missy."

"Uh...Hi Scott," Missy smiled. She had met Scott a few times at the football parties and had always liked him. Missy turned and looked at Emily who smiled back. She could feel a set-up.

"So how do you like the Creek so far?" Scott asked. He wanted to make sure that the old Missy was not sitting next to him.

They all looked at Missy to hear her reply. "Actually I like it. The people are so much nicer."

Scott put his huge hand around her shoulder and pulled her to him for a hug. "Good. I think you will fit in nicely."

"OK, we've done enough practicing." Coach James said to the bunch of girls and guys standing around him. "Today is our first scrimmage and Ridgewood High beat us in the State Final last year. I hear they expect to win it again. What do you think about that?"

"No way!" Missy cried out. As team captain for the year she knew she had to take charge. "This is our year!"

"YEAH!" One of the senior hurdlers yelled.

"OK listen...I've seen what you can do in practice but now it is fish or cut bait time. They are cocky and won't be expecting you to kick their asses. Let's go show them what Glendale High School can do."

Missy noticed that Emily looked nervous as they stretched in the infield. "You know if I was Sarah Jenkins I would be the one nervous."

Emily knew Sarah held the State record in the half mile and mile and was the big favorite again this year. "Thanks," she said smiling. She looked over at the stands and saw her mother and father sitting next to Bud and his father. Behind them were Brandon's parents. She hoped she wouldn't disappoint them.

The start wasn't what the coach had hoped for. Missy was the only winner in the sprints for the girls, two girls had won the hurdles and Brandon won both the javelin and the discus. Glendale was five points behind when Emily stepped up to the starting line for the half-mile. On her left was Sarah Jenkins who smiled at her. "Good luck."

"You too," Emily smiled back. The half mile was twice around the quarter mile track so she wanted to get out of the gate fast to not be stuck in the crowd of runners.

Sarah Jenkins figured this was going to be a cake walk since Glendale's only good distance runner had graduated last year and Missy had moved entirely to sprints. The only competition she expected was another girl on her team Cindy Williams. She took her mark and smiled when the gun sounded and then bolted from the line. About 40 yards out she turned to her left and smiled since the group was way back. But when she looked to her right she saw the new Glendale girl on her heels. "Shit," she thought.

"GO EMILY!" Janet Miller screamed as she jumped up and down on the metal bleachers. She had never seen her daughter run before and was amazed at her speed. "OH GOD She might come in second!" She said aloud.

Brandon's father had watched a few practices and knew Emily was really good. "Second...hell. How about first?"

The two runners were way out in front of the pack and Sarah maintained a lead mainly because Emily hung back wanting to know where Sarah was. As they approached the quarter mile line Emily glanced up at Brandon who was standing next to the track waving his arm. "GO WONKA!"

Emily started laughing and saw Sarah glance back to see what was so funny. As they headed to the next turn she heard the other kids yelling, "GO WONKA!"

"What are they yelling?" Janet asked Maggie who was sitting in front of her.

"Just a knick name," Maggie giggled.

"GO WONKA!" Janet screamed.

Emily thought that she had the State champ but suddenly the girl turned on something and took off. They still had half a track to go but time and track was running out. Emily took off too and made up some ground but the girl had such a smooth stride. Emily was about three paces behind her when she heard Coach James.

"THE DOGS EMILY...THE DOGS ARE CATCHING YOU!"

Emily giggled and pretended she was on the dirt road on Jacob Creek.

Sarah Jenkins never looked back but she knew the other girl was close because the whole Glendale stands were standing and screaming. She heard the footsteps as they approached the finish line and then saw the girl's body fly past.

"SHE WON! SHE WON! SHE WON!" Janet Miller kept screaming and screaming.

Emily didn't believe it when she passed Sarah and made it over the finish line. She would normally keep running but she knew she had another race to run and was somewhat in shock. She pulled up short and saw Brandon running over. He picked her up and twirled her around. "Put me down," she said embarrassed. When he did she saw Sarah walking over to her.

"Nice race," Sarah smiled. "What's your name?"

"Emily...Emily Miller," she replied.

"I'll see you in the mile," Sarah said before turning and running back to her coach.

"She was nice." Emily said surprised. She kissed Brandon and headed over to the coach. "The dogs?"

"Hey it worked didn't it?" Coach James smiled. He held out his watch. "If this had been a regular event you would have set the State record."

"Really? I think I can do better."

"Good," The coach said smiling. "Now go and rest before the mile comes up."

"WONKA! WONKA! WONKA!" The fans cheered when she walked over with Brandon.

"I'm going to kill you later," she whispered.

"With chocolate I hope," he chuckled.

"I'm so proud of you baby," Jim smiled at his daughter before giving her a big hug. "Me too," Janet grinned while hugging them both.

"It was just a scrimmage," Emily said embarrassed that they were all making such a big deal. "Besides I still have another race."

Missy came over and congratulated her and gave her a hug. Brandy and Allison were on the team but neither had placed in the top five of their events. Missy saw her mother walk into the seating area and waved up at Emily's mother. Being a Creeker wasn't as bad as she had thought.

"Hey...nice race," Scott Miller said as he stood behind the chain link fence.

"Thanks," Missy blushed. After going out with Brandon for so long and taking him for granted she was finally feeling excited about a boy coming on to her.

"A bunch of us are stopping by Arnie's after the scrimmage. Do you want to come?" Scott asked.

"I'll need a ride home," she smiled.

"No problem," Scott grinned.

"Now pace yourself," Coach James whispered to Emily as she prepared herself for the mile run. He knew she would put up a good time but she had never run a mile after doing a half-mile.

"Coach...the dogs remember?" Emily giggled. She walked up to the line of girls and saw Sarah waiting for her.

"Who do you train with?" Sarah asked.

"Elvis and Boner," Emily smiled.

"What?"