Passenger Seat Sister 6 free porn video

Passenger Seat Sister By Jena Corso Edited By Angela Meyers Chapter Six They shared a few more laughs as she tried to keep it light until they pulled up at the big farm house. Pumpkins and all sorts of scary decorations framed the entrance as teenagers dressed as ghouls manned the entrance. There were advertisements for the hay rides, corn stalk mazes, haunted house and various rides on large posters as they drove through the lot and parked the car. He'd be just one of hundreds of tweens and teens mostly without their parents, on a night out for Halloween thrills and minor mischief as Tara turned off the engine and stepped from the car. She waited a few seconds but he didn't get out and then opened her door, leaning down. "Seriously, sis? Just get out," said his sister, leaning her head back in. "It's what you've always want to do, right?" "Yeah," replied Craig, swallowing hard. "But that still doesn't mean I can do it." "Of course you can," said Tara, rolling her eyes. "Now get out or I am going to scream boy in a girl's costume looking to get laid really loud! And don't think I won't!" "What's wrong with you! I'm coming," said Craig, getting out and slamming the door. "How can you be such a great sister one second and a nasty bitch the next?" "Oh I don't know, Ariana?" His sister came around looping her arm around him. "But riddle me this? How can a boy known as Craig be such a nose picking dweeb one second and then such a little sexy slut the next?" "Hell if I know?" Craig smiled as they started walking. "And remember it's you Mrs. Leibowitz thinks is the slut." "Oh the language on you, Miss Quinn," joked his sister, walking with her arm around him. "And maybe she does, but everyone else tonight that doesn't know me won't make that mistake, will they Ariana? Now get the tickets out of your pocketbook and just have fun with it." As they got to the back of the line, Craig dug out the tickets from his sister's big handbag. He handed them to Tara and looked around, captivated by all the different costumes. Certainly he was in one of the sexier outfits, but there were plenty of teen girls in skimpy stuff looking quite amazing, as he felt better knowing he wouldn't be the only one. Stray stares from guys and annoyed glances from moms with smaller kids would be common place for the evening he realized already, as with each uncomfortable gawk he nuzzled into the safety his sister's arm. Group by group they got closer to the entrance before she handed the tickets to a teen dressed as Frankenstein at the booth and then the teen hesitated before he gave them the wrist bands. "Excuse me, sir," said the girl at the ticket booth. "I need ID for the wristbands. You bought all inclusive tickets. I need to make sure at least one of you is sixteen and over to enter the haunted house without an adult." "Get my license," Tara nudged him as Craig dug through the pocketbook, finding her wallet and pulling it out. "Here," said Craig, handing it over. "Thank you, Tara," said the girl, looking at it and then at Craig before handing it back. "I'll stamp your tickets." "Sure," said Craig as he began putting it away. "Thank you." "Keep out your ID, Miss. You and your boyfriend just need to show it with the stamped tickets after you go through the metal detector, and they'll put your wristbands on you," said the girl, handing him the stamped paper. "Left side line for you sir, and girls on the right side to get your handbag checked." His sister just smirked at him as she walked in the much shorter line, tossing her cellphone and keys in the little tray and walking right through. He waited in the much longer line with the women having his pocketbook checked before eventually walking through and meeting up with her. "It's so much extra crap being a girl, isn't it?" Tara teased him as she looped her arm around his shoulder and they walked up to the entrance. "Punch?" said a guy in a batman costume looking at the ID and then at Craig. "Damn girl, you rock that Harley shit! So how you been?" "Uuumm good?" said Craig. "That's it? Good? Don't you recognize these luscious lips," said the guy, pulling up his mask a little and puckering his lips as he slid his hand on Craig's back, giving a soft rub. "It's me, Johnny, and that don't sound like my sexy Puch the Smooch!" "That's because it's not," said Tara with some attitude, pushing his lips back flat. "And I'm over here, moron. I mean seriously? You're Puch the Smooch? Get Real Bat... boy and get those dirty lips away from my sister." "Jeez, Puch?" said Johnny, twisting his neck nd looking at Tara. "Damn! I never would have recognized you in a million years?" "That the idea," said Tara, tossing up her hands. "Isn't it?" "I guess, and I can't believe there's another one of you?" replied Johnny. "A Mini Puch the Smooch! Nice! So what's your name, girl?" "Uuumm... Arian--" Craig replied as she paused him. "It's none of your fucking business, and don't even think about looking at her like that, you pig?" said Tara, stepping in front of Craig. "Now put our wristbands on, why don't I even know you work here Johnny? What are you hiding?" "Nothing?" said Johnny, putting the wristband on her. "I just started, and who thought you would even give a shit. You never even call me back half the time." "Did you think it was because I was busy?" Tara asked as he put on Craig's wrist band. "Very busy, and you're going to get me free food vouchers, right?" "Uummm sure?" said Johnny, nervously opening a box and taking some out. "Here?" "And my mom's credit card refunded right?" said Tara, rubbing her hands on his chest. "I mean since I have a boyfriend that works here, neither me or my sister should have to pay." "Yeah a boyfriend you haven't called back in a month," said Johnny, liking it but looking around. "Been busy!" said Tara with some attitude before leaning in and patting his ass. "And it's not like I've seen any flowers on my porch from you?" "Fine, give me the ticket and I'll take care of it," said Johnny, moving her hand off him. "But please don't do that dressed like that. It's too weird with you dressed like that, and where are your boobs?" "The same place your balls are, because I'm not seeing shit in that little blue Batman underoo," laughed Tara, pulling away her hand. "Now move and give me the flash pass wristbands too, so we can go to the front of line or did you want to Smooch the Puch right here first?" "Like that?" gulped Johnny, pulling out the special wrists bands. "Please just go and don't make a scene before you get me fired already. I can't kiss you as the Joker in broad daylight? That would be fucked up!" "Well then don't complain I didn't offer." Tara put her arm around Craig. "Your loss, Bat boy, and you could use a little stuffing in the front of your panty! Looks a little droopy, and come on Puddin." "Uuumm, you're Puddin?," Craig asked as they left as Craig was astonished at how his sister handled him. "Remember?" "Sorry, Harley." His sister laughed as they walked together. "I guess this time you can call me stupid." "No, you're amazing! And that was amazing! I'm still so in awe of how you get things done," said Craig smiling. "Flash passes! Food vouchers! And you left that boy with his head spinning?" "Well I'm just trying to school ya, little sis," Tara said as they walked through the main area, looking at the people. "You know, so you're prepared to deal with boys as Ariana, and they appear to be everywhere here tonight." "Slow down Puddin, and do you ever stop with that?" "Mr. J is enough man for me to handle, and I'm still barely believing I'm out walking around like this?" "Maybe I am, and smile?" said Tara, turning and putting her arms around him and taking a selfie in front of the fountain with the water dyed red to look like it was gushing in blood. "But just keep learning so when the time comes, you'll be ready!" "Ready? The only thing I'm ready for is to piss myself, as this place looks a like scarier than I imagined," said Craig, looking around. "And that's even without thinking about how I'm dressed." "Relax, I'm not leaving you, and if we got separated for any reason, you have your phone and I have mine," said his sister. "And if you lose it or we can't contact each other, we meet right here at the blood fountain, ok?" "Do not even think about leaving me, Tara," replied Craig, immediately grabbing her hand. "Even for a second! I know how you get when there are boys you're after!" "I have no plans to ditch my date for the evening, pretty girl," said Tara, putting her arm around him. "Now just take a breath then enjoy this, because you're so beautiful Ariana already, and I know how great it feels to feel sexy!" "It's crazy, but I really do!" Craig leaned in, hugging her tight and then letting go and looking into her eyes. "Exactly, and keep it together, because who do you think has a better chance of ditching who?" teased Tara, touching his face softly. "Now just keep learning, and be aware of what guys are seeing, because then when the time does comes, they can't mess with you and you'll be ready for them!" "You do know how to ruin a moment, don't you?" said Craig, shaking his head and looking at her smirking. "And it's if the time comes! If and a big if, ok?" "IF... you say so! Now Sssssshhhhh!"! Tara pulled off one of her gloves, covering his mouth with her finger. "Because I can fix that moment fast so we can start by givin' your Puddin' a smooch, Puch." His sister totally shocked him, dipping him back and pressing her lips against her finger as she held him while he balanced in his heels. His eyes buleged as two of her fingers were the only barriers between their lips and then he almost didn't know what to say when she pulled back her hand and face, allowing him back to his feet. "Why would you do that?" gulped Craig, shell shocked as she put her glove back on. "For show, Harley," said his sister, motioning around with her eyes. "You can either make sure the fellas know you're taken or would you rather they think you're out here on the prowl." "You think all those guys over there just think we made out?" said Craig, staring at a huge group of guys dressed mostly as Avengers and sports figures. "Well definitely all the ghouls that work here do, and I'm pretty sure half those idiots over there as well," said Tara, putting her arm around him as they walked again. "You're going to garner some attention, so I figured why not make a few boys jealous." "That part sounds like fun, and it kind of does feel nice that they like the way I look," smiled Craig. "I mean I guess that part of it is why I like being dressed up although it's been for my own pleasure, not anyone else's. But dating, kissing or whatever you're even teasing me about is not on my radar. Now can we drop this stuff and go on the hayride?" "Sure," nodded Tara as they turned, getting in line for it. "But the key word there Ariana is pleasure, so I'm glad you used it because I'll stop saying it, but the right guy will help you take that little pleasure you're talking about to the next level." "But what about the right girl?" Craig asked as they walked towards the big Hayride wagon. "So I'm thinking I'd rather kiss a girl without all this when I'm ready for my first kiss, especially after last night. I'm still having nightmares about that." "I'm sorry, I should have known you didn't have one yet," His sister said briefly before stepping up into the wagon. "And last night was on you, not Glen. He thought you were gorgeous." "I'm not saying he wasn't nice. He was, and it's ok," smirked Craig as she helped him step up in his shoes. "I'm past it now." "Of course it's ok, Ariana. And you're definitely past that now," Tara said as they sat towards the front of the hayride and she cuddled him in. "I meant now that the first awesome smooch with your Puddin' is behind you." "That does not count," laughed Craig. "But I'm thinking with the right girl it'll be special? Won't it?" "I'm still thinking you are that right girl, but what do I know?" Tara rubbed his back and played with his pigtails. "I'm just a Joker, and even without all the makeup, I smooch almost anyone." "I kind of thought that already, but keep your lips to yourself," laughed Craig, resting his head on his sister's shoulders. "And the right girl? I doubt it, but I am until tomorrow night at least." "Don't you dare get sad on me? Let's just have fun tonight." "Like I told you before, it's Halloween season and we'll figure out how to get you out again." "Love you, and let me get through tonight first please without a heart attack." But then he felt something crawling on his neck and jumped from the seat. "Wait, where's your ha--AAaaaaaahhhhhh! Oh my gawdddd! Are you kidding me!" "Not happening little girl, on the haunted hayride," said a spooky voice, touching his neck as a Ghoul had reached over from behind while the hayride was moving. "Heart attacks are our specialty this evening." His sister covered her heart laughing as they were on high alert now as Ghouls seemed to come from nowhere, jumping on and off the Hayride when it would slow down or make turns. They would scream and laugh together as even in a tough Jokers' costume, when startled she was still a girl. When they got off it, they walked through the haunted courtyard as quickly Craig realized being the girl in the skimpy outfit made him a target. Zombies scrapping shovels on the payment and masked men with chain saws would try to terrify him, but it would be the scary clowns that sent him running. His sister could barely contain her laughter as they chased him from under the protection of her arm right onto the line for the corn maze as he needed a minute just to calm down. It was a nice relief to be out of the scare zone for a minute, reading the instruction card and then entering the maze. He was much more at home trying to find clues in the dim lit paths, holding tightly to Tara as they were both worried something scary could jump out at any time. As they checked off some clues and wandered through the maze, he soon understood navigating some soft spots in heels in the hardened soil presented a new challenge. "Stuck again," laughed Tara as Craig pulled her arm, twisting his ankle a little in the boots as his heel sank in. "You have to watch where you step a little better." "I'm watching for everything," smiled Craig, pulling out his heel. "I think that's the issue." "No, not everything," said his sister, pointing with her chin at three guys coming their way, dressed as pirates. "You're watching for clues and ghouls, but not noticing the guys coming this way who have been following us and staring at you for the last three clues." "Oh myyy gawwddd!" Craig froze. "Those are three guys from my school. I'm in homeroom and science with all of them." "Big deal," said Tara, giving him a small yank. "Walk right by them and they just think you're hot." "Sssuupp, Harley," said one of the boys, smiling as he walked by. "Hey," said Craig, playing it as cool as he could as the guy looked him right in the eye. "Heeeey," said the next guy, again looking right at him again as Craig and Tara just kept walking. As he and Tara turned a corner, he glanced back, seeing all three guys quickly look away as he had caught them staring at his ass and then felt a little better knowing his sister was right. They continued on finding the next few clues without incident, and then as they marked off the next one, he felt a tap on the shoulder. "Really? How many times do you think you're going to get me with that?" said Craig while writing on his card before spinning around and rolling his eyes. "Not scar---!" "Ok?" said the boy, stepping back, not expecting to be snapped at as suddenly he was scared. "Oh shit!" gulped Craig. "Yeah, not trying to scare you," The boy said, holding up his hands. "I was really just asking for advice on Clue 4 since you seem to me like a whiz at this shit, and we're stuck? I'm Jake by the way?" "Oh? Ariana?" said Craig, trying to keep it together, softly shaking hands and taking the boy's card. "You just go down here and then two lefts and one right. Ok?" "Thanks, Ariana," smiled Jake. "We owe you big time." "It's fine," said Craig, still amazed he didn't recognize him. "Good luck, guys." "Thanks! I'll need it with these two who have zero focus," Jake said as they headed off. "You guys rock Harley and the Joker by the way. Awesome job on the costumes." "Thanks," said Craig, breathing a sigh of relief as they hurried away before looking at Tara. "How the hell am I ever going to look at them in school again?" "You're not," said his sister as they began walking again. "You've met much cuter guys than that already." "Not what I meant!" said Craig, giving her a nasty look as they turned through the next part of the maze. "Yeah I know, but still true," smirked Tara. "Not that I would totally rule out Jake, as I have no idea what he looks like without the shitty fake moustache, but the other two you already know couldn't find their way out of a haystack, so do not ever cheat off those morons." "Like I ever cheat?" said Craig, rolling his eyes. "I did a lab project with the shorter kid Mark twice, and he's a C student at best. You're right that Jake is actually the brightest kid of the group, but the other kid Steve sat behind me for a semester last year, so out of anyone he should have known me." "You mean stared at your back and the other girls in class?" said Tara, flipping one of his pigtails. "He obviously didn't have red and blue pigtails to distract him." "Makes sense," nodded Craig. "And gee I thought you were going to say they had no focus since they were staring at my ass." "Good observation, Ariana! Told you I was schooling you tonight!" smiled Tara. "And when it comes to boys, you're passing with flying colors so far, little sis." "Sometimes I hate you," laughed Craig, squeezing her arm. "Sure ya' do?" teased Tara. "And don't worry, once you're ready to actually show up to school in a skirt and even as tight as that little bootie is, I'm thinking they'll be focused on more than just your ass?" "Do not even go there!" said Craig, slapping himself in the forehead. He shook his head, as no matter what he said he couldn't win with her as the second they let down their guard, out sprung a ghoul, scaring them really good again. After some good screams, they laughed and clung tightly together, jumping a few last times as monsters sprang out down the really dark corridor as they got near the last clue. Finally they were out and headed back through the haunted courtyard as he was almost numb to monsters and Zombies that he could see coming their way. Up to the mouth of the concert stage she dragged him as the music came on and they stood dancing next to each other for a few songs. Uncle Fester led the band of Adam's family characters, featuring fast moving pop songs as they bopped to a few songs until the band went on break. It felt incredible to take a few minutes as they walked over to some outdoor tables, ordering some food. It was a welcome relief to just sit and take a load off his feet as his sister wet a few napkins and had him clean the mud off his heels. Free vouchers went a long way, as they enjoyed some fast food, snacks and sodas before finally they were both full and Tara was non-stop texting. "If I didn't say it Tara, thanks for an amazing time and a really amazing evening," said Craig, leaning in towards her with his face in his hand. "You're welcome," said Tara. " Are you tired?" "A little," said Craig. "But I just don't want it to end." "Oh we're not leaving yet," said Tara, sipping her soda. "And you've managed those heels like you've been in them in years." "I kind of have, just for never this long," said Craig, looking down and stretching out his legs. "And you're doing great in them, Ariana," said Tara, flicking her wrist. "You've done the whole place like a pro, and those are pretty high." "Yeah I know," smiled Craig, looking down and flexing his ankle, loving the spikey heel. "And I'm not complaining, because it's like a dream to be out in these, but I've got a feeling my feet will be reminding me this might not have been the best idea when I wake up "Don't worry, I told you I was planning to give them a break in flats, and I was not letting you ruin that sexy a costume in sneakers," said Tara, standing up. "But in the meantime, I think you'll handle the rest of the night without a problem, because we didn't even go in the Haunted House yet, and it's supposed to be crazy scary, so let's go." "Ok, but if we are really doing that, then I really have to pee first," said Craig, standing up. "Between the cold air on my legs and every Zombie trying to scare me out of my panties, I have to go or they'll need a mop in that Haunted House." "Yeah, I kind of need to go too," said his sister, looping his arm in hers. Over towards the rest rooms they walked and then they both stopped, looking at each other and smirking as they stood outside. "Not that today hasn't been a blast, but this should be interesting!" said Tara, letting go of his arm and switching sides with him. "Just make sure you're a proper lady, and I'll meet you right back here." "Like I'd be anything else?" replied Craig sarcastically, realizing she switched to the men's side and he was on the ladies room side now. "Not with you're Puddin' you wouldn't be?" joked Tara, slapping his ass as she walked off and right into the men's room like she belonged. Not that walking into a ladies room at this point bothered him, but when he got near the entrance, there was quite the line. He'd always known women had a much slower process and took so much longer to come out, but immediately recognized how painstaking it would be. Moms with little kids of both genders would take turns getting a stall and there were obviously no urinals for anyone's quick relief. Add to that people taking longer to get costumes on and off, plus women gossiping or fixing their faces in the mirror, and his teeth were floating by the time he got even inside the ladies room. On the other side, Tara was fascinated by guys oblivious to each other, standing at their urinals, whipping out their members and letting it fly. She stood between an unzipped guy in a police outfit and another as Captain America with it all hanging out as he pulled his tights under his balls as they were both pissing like racehorses. She stood, unzipping her fly with her hand there like she had it whipped out, yet instead of pissing which of course she couldn't, enjoyed some glimpses of their packages. When the guys finished and exited the room ,she hurried into a stall, half grossed out that neither washed their hands. She hovered, empting her bladder as she was much to dainty to allow her ass near the seat and then zipped up, coming out. She washed her hands quickly while some boys peed, making sure no one would see her concealed long nails as quickly her gloves were back on. When she got back outside, she glanced in as the ladies room door opened and could still see her brother in line when someone came out. She knew it would be a while, so she texted him she'd be back soon as off she went to track down Johnny. When he came out a good twenty minutes later after making sure everything was properly packed away in his layers, he looked around, getting nervous that she wasn't there. He sat on a bench, taking out his phone, reading her message and then texted back, annoyed at getting no answer. He gave it five minutes and again tried to no avail, until he looked up, seeing his sister finally calling. "Where the hell are you?" Craig yelled into the phone. "Relax, I can see you're fine," said Tara. "I'm in the security office, and I see you on camera. Wave?" "Oh?" said Craig, giving a soft wave. "What are you doing there? Everything ok?" "Well it will be, but num-nuts Johnny called me to tell me he fucked up the credit on mom's card, so we're fixing it," said Tara. "Oh, so how long will that take? and I guess I'll just wait here," said Craig. "Uuumm it's going to be a while, because once it's done," said Tara. "You know I owe him a thank you and stuff?" "What are you saying?" said Craig, getting upset. "You're leaving me alone while you have sex with him." "I did not say that, and keep your voice down," said Tara. "Now stand up and wave to me so I know you're calm and composed." "I'm composed, and I'm sitting here alone in this freaking scary place dressed like this, Tara," said Craig. "Between boys and ghouls, I can't be calm and you know it. Boys from my school are here! Boys are everywhere!" "Get composed," Tara told him. "Fine," said Craig, standing up, beginning to wave and then giving her the finger before waving again. "Not nice, but better," laughed Tara. "And I'll be back soon, but I'm not leaving you alone. Now look up and you'll notice who you just waved over." "What?" Craig panicked. "Do not fuck with me like that?" "I'm not, look to your left," said Tara. "I saw him and texted him that you were here? That guy has been texting me all day for your number?" "Saw who, and did you say him?" said Craig, flipping out scanning the crowd. "Stop it. No one is texting you for my number! That's not funny." "Not a joke, and your other left, blondie. I saw him, but of course no one is recognizing me," said Tara, before joking. "Now remember the schooling I've been giving you, and time to put it to the test, Ariana. Text you later, and it's about time you just have a little fun maybe without freaking out! Love you, sis!" "This is fun for who Tara," yelled Craig, seeing Superman coming his way. "Tara? Hello? Shit!" With his cape blowing softly in the wind, a boy approached, moving across the pavement and then Craig got a good look at him as he entered the heavily lit area near the free standing restrooms. "Wow," gulped a familiar voice. "Hi Ariana." "Lucas?" asked Craig surprised. "You look unbelievable," said Lucas as his jaw dropped. "I actually heard there was this really smoking hot Harley Quinn here, but wow!" "You did?" Craig was caught off guard. "Well yeah, a lot of guys were talking about it, but I never would have guessed it was you?" said Lucas. "Gee, how comforting?" said Craig, half happy and half insulted. "Uuummm I think that came out wrong," Lucas stuttered. "Not that every time I haven't seen you that you don't look... I mean.. wow." "Please stop! Do you know any other words besides wow? And every time?" said Craig as his head was spinning. "You've seen me once? I just met you today?" "Well yeah in person?" shivered Lucas. "But I guess I've just seen so many pictures or you I just feel like I know you. Tell me you don't feel the connection, too?" "Yeah?" said Craig, swishing his cheeks. "I don't?" "Well maybe not yet, but we can work on that?" said Lucas, being persistent. "I figured since your sister asked me to keep you company while she had to do a few things, this would be a great time to really get to know each other like I wanted to earlier. I mean what an amazing coincidence we're both here, so we could hook up!" "Hook up? Yeah not happening?" said Craig, turning his back, getting ready to walk away. "Good seeing you again though." "Wait! Please! I'm sorry if I'm being too pushy, and I didn't mean it I think like you took it," said Lucas, backing down. "Please, I promised your sister I wouldn't leave you alone, so if it would make you more comfortable then why don't you come hang out with me and we'll talk. I'm with a whole group, so it wouldn't just be me?" "Oh gawwddd!" sighed Craig, turning around. "You're sister isn't here, is she? And please tell me she's not Harley? She's scarier than half the ghouls here, and I can't run that fast in these shoes." "No, just some buddies, and I don't think they make that in her size," said Lucas, smiling. "Not nice, Lucas," laughed Craig, rolling his eyes. "I know, but I got you to laugh, didn't I?" said Lucas, smiling. "Now come on, I'm just here with some buddies from my team and they're right over there. I'll introduce you. Your sister said you like baseball, and they love talking about that if that'll make you more comfortable." "Like all those guys dressed as Justice League?" Craig asked, instanly recognizing some of his team mates. "Yeah?" said Lucas, taking his hand and waving to the guys with the other. "Come on, you'll make me look good." "Uuummm, rather not?" said Craig, seeing his buddies heading over and trying to think quickly. "I mean you said you came over here to see me right, or was it just to show your buddies you could hit on the girl in the Harley costume you idiots have been talking about?" "Uuummm?" gulped Lucas. "Yeah thought so?" said Craig, looking annoyed with his right hand on his hip, flipping his bat over his left shoulder while shaking his head with some attitude. "You know I don't need a babysitter? Gotta go!" Craig rolled his eyes, turning his back, walking away from the guys approaching and began strutting away. "No, I came over to see you of course," said Lucas, chasing after him and waving the guys away as he hurried after him. "You! You know how much I was looking forward to hanging out with you at my sister's party, and somehow I now have a second chance. It's fate, Ariana. Now please, I can see them anytime and I raced over the second I saw you." "Not that I wouldn't love to believe you, but fate?" said Craig. "Seriously? That's your excuse for meeting up?" "I don't care what you call it," said Lucas, almost begging. "Please just give me a chance to hang out with you a little?" "Well since my sister obviously ditched me, and I'm not into being alone around all this scary shit," said Craig, looking at him and pleading. "What the hell? You want to go for a walk and talk a little." "That's awesome! Sure!" replied Lucas thrilled. "And if you want I can still introduce you to everyone later." "Maybe? And that's a big maybe!" said Craig, giving him a calming look. "Now if you want to hang out a little then cool your jets Lucas, and can we please just start with a walk?" "Sure! We can walk or go anywhere you want! But don't you think there's a little fate involved that we'd meet up today.?" said Lucas, pulling out his phone. "Dorothy is my screen saver." "Ohhhh jeez? And what does that prove, except that its kind of creepy?" said Craig, stopping looking at it. "Maybe forget this whole walk and I'll catch you some other time ok?" "No, it's not like that?" said Lucas nervously. "It's not?" smiled Craig, taking the phone from him, wiggling in his face. "I mean maybe I'm no expert here, but you think that's a good way to start a conversation with a girl by creeping her out?" "Well not exactly, and I did not see it that way," said Lucas, scratching his head. "I guess, as I was thinking that was a good thing but maybe not." "Ahhhhh No!" said Craig, rolling his eyes and slapping it back in Lucas's hand. "Definitely not!" "Ok, but if I'm being truthful, my sister sent it out to the guys on my team, teasing me about liking you today and they did that to my phone," said Lucas, turning beat red. "I'm sorry if it seemed creepy, but it wasn't meant to be and if you're mad I understand, but at least you know I wasn't lying about liking you because I didn't delete it." "Team? You mean like the guys on your baseball team?" Craig was mortified. "And those were the guys you were about to introduce me to?" "Yeah?" nodded Lucas. "And do any of them have me on their phones?" Craig was pissed off, putting his hands on his hips. "As a screen saver no, but pictures from my sister's party with you and some other hot girls in costume," said Lucas, feeling like she was grilling him. "Everyone does?" "Everyone?" gulped Craig. "Like the whole team?" "Not sure, but maybe?" replied Lucas, wiping a few beads of sweat from his brow, knowing he blew it. "Eeewwwww?" sighed Craig, covering his face and wanting to puke. "This day just gets weirder every minute!" "I'm sorry, I'll delete it," said Lucas, embarrassed and tapping his phone. "So you're thinking deleting it changes things?" said Craig, getting frustrated. "Like it fixes everything?" "No," said Lucas, looking down, working on deleting the screen saver. "And I don't know what I'm thinking except that you looked so beautiful as Dorothy." "Beautiful?" Craig said with some attitude. "What....ever!" "I feel terrible. Shit. I just liked seeing your smile," stuttered Lucas, dropping his phone and then picking it up. "I'm almost done deleting it now, and sorry about everything." "As if?" said Craig, rolling his eyes, watching his angst then thinking he had learned a few things from his sister before whispering to himself. "Beautiful? Huh? Well since she ditched me, then maybe this could be fun?" He really wasn't interested in boys, but having this one so hot for him and feeling sexy he wanted to test the boundaries with him, realizing he had wrapped him around his finger. It was crazy to see think how nervous he himself was for the better part of the weekend, yet instead now it was Lucas that seemed to be that way. He watched intently as Lucas fumbled with his phone trying to delete the screen saver, and then folded his arms, trying to get his mind right as Lucas finally stopped messing with it. "Sorry again for being a jerk." Lucas showed him the screen. "I think I got it." "Maybe you were? So that's it?" smiled Craig, grabbing his wrist. "You quit that easy?" "Quit?" asked Lucas, surprised by Craig's hand on his wrist. "Yeah?" smiled Craig, letting go. "I didn't say you had to delete it." "You didn't?" said Lucas, giving him a look, all confused. "Well yeah it was a little creepy at first, but then I guess it really is flattering." Craig smiled. "So I can put it back?" Lucas was confused. "If you want to, sure?" said Craig, leaning on one hip and flipping the bat over his shoulders now. "But I was thinking everyone has that pic and you could have one no one else does." "Seriously?" gulped Lucas. "Of you like that? Like right now?" "Well only if you want to?" said Craig, batting his lashes. "Unless you were bullshitting me about what kids were saying and you're thinking I look like shit as Harley?" "Are you kidding?" said Lucas as his hands were shivering, fumbling around his phone. "You're smoking!" "Then take it already, and then go ask one of those kids to take one of us together," Craig said. "Because if my sister comes back soon, then at least you'll have something to show your friends, and then if we can get through this quickly, then let's go do something while we have the chance, instead of standing around all night." His fingers quivered as he snapped the shots as Craig smiled, eating up the attention. He had no clue how many shots of him standing there Lucas took before he began getting impatient, as Lucas handed his camera to some teens walking by. He had no idea even how to stand with him, as Craig leaned in, being silly, looking up at him as he did a superman pose and the next thing he knew they were joined by a few Zombie's photobombing as he pretended to scream playing along. When Lucas got back his phone, they scrolled through some of the shots, laughing as they walked, beginning to enjoy each other's company. Craig was careful not to get too close as they were playful yet he mostly kept his distance until they found themselves about to walk through the haunted courtyard. "So where to?" said Lucas. "What haven't you been on yet?" "Well I've been on everything but the rides they brought in, and the Haunted House?" replied Craig. "I'm not in love with those scary houses like that, and I've been chased by a lot more creepy guys than you half the night so how about we go on a few rides? Maybe like the Scrambler or Bumper cars?" "Well Superman would protect you, Ariana," Lucas laughed as they headed towards the rides. "Regardless of what costume you're in." "Ok?" nodded Craig, looping his hand inside Lucas's arm and batting his lashes as they walked forward. In an instant now he had made a little move, initiating more than accidental contact with a boy as he wrapped his nails around his arm as they entered the Haunted courtyard. A few ghouls jumping at them did nothing but initiate some laughter, and him tightening his grip from being startled, yet the disturbing clowns sent him screaming tightly against Lucas. Even with Superman protecting him, he was still the target of the eerie workers until finally they were out of the courtyard near the rides. He moved over once they were safe from the scare area, patting Lucas softly and letting go of his arm. He was still unsure of the signal he had delivered, being so close that deep down inside he wanted to send, yet something felt so warm that he knew a boy liked him so much. He was certainly uncertain if he really did like him back, yet for the first time he was without ridicule or judgment from his sister as they walked over to the first ride. As they waited in line, so many confusing thoughts filled his head when he watched the high flying spinning ride begin to come to a stop. "Ready to fly like Jasmine again?" teased Lucas. "Sure, why not?" said Craig as they moved up inline. "But that doesn't look like no carpet ride, and this Jasmine was more of a dancer than flyer you know?" "You sure, because that's the first time I ever saw you, and she sent my head flying?" joked Lucas, touching his back as they moved up. "Believe me my head too, and that costume is special to me." Craig thought about his first experience in a girl's costume. "But I'm thinking I was high on fumes after having my head sprayed in a bathroom before I walked out in that costume." "Well you did look good with the black hair," sighed Lucas, loving the thought of Craig in the Jasmine outfit before stopping himself. "And with the reddish hair as Dorothy too, and this blonder Harley thing. Uumm you look good in every color, Ariana." "Good answer, Lucas," Craig replied before joking. "I see you're smartening up instead of just being creepy now." "Yeah," laughed Lucas. "But what exactly is your real hair color?" "This, silly," laughed Craig, pointing to his head and making a goofy face. "So is it the blue or the pink then?" joked Lucas. "Aaahh blonde, wise ass," laughed Craig, making a mocking face and then whipping his face around. "Ooohhh come on we're next." He knew exactly what he was doing, whipping his pigtails past Lucas's face, basically thrashing him with his hair. Craig could barely contain his laughter, half blinding Lucas as he walked over to the ride, getting into the car first. Lucas was all smiles as he climbed in next to him, rubbing his eyes and then as the ride began, spinning had the last laugh as gravity pulled Craig against him as it spun so violently up and down as they hung on with the bar over their laps and then when it slowed down, he realized Craig's arm was around him. There was little either of them could really do anyway, nuzzled in tight until the ride stopped and then after the attendant opened the bar, Lucas stepped out, helping Craig to the ground. From a high step it was awkward, softly landing in heels but that wasn't the only thing awkward, as somehow Lucas's arm made its way around him again. Immediately he wanted to object and push back, but instead found himself kind of at ease, leaning in against him. Even in heels, Lucas was still four or five inches taller as they walked to the next ride arm and arm. It was nothing crazy or overly touchy feely, as Craig was almost testing himself if he could handle being nuzzled in with a boy when he didn't really have to be and could have resisted. When they stopped and got in line for the next ride, he stepped back, needing a second opening his pocketbook and checking his phone, but there was nothing texted from his sister. After he snapped it closed, he looked over at his blurred refection in the silver metallic ride, seeing only a silhouette of pigtails wavering back and let out a little breath. Without a word being said, he leaned back in against Lucas, sliding his head across his collar bone above the "S" on his chest, cementing the status that he felt comfortable with him, as Lucas wrapped his arm around him, uncontested. No longer now was anything inside him trying to push away, as instead something much more powerful told him it was ok. It felt so warm to be delicately held as they moved up in line with their heads close together as he teased Lucas, lifting his right pigtail under his nose, tickling it like it was his own moustache. On to the next ride they finally went, as Lucas's hand grazed against his ass accidentally as he helped him in. It just took a look back at him to show him that Craig was setting the boundaries, and then he could tell Lucas understood, moving his hand away respectively as they settled into the seat. Once it started moving, Craig looked into Lucas's eyes for a moment before it started and then allowed the ride to push him against him. He wiggled his head against Lucas's, nuzzling his pigtails against his neck and then all seemed well as they enjoyed the ride snuggling, even without gravity's help this time. By the time the ride ended, he slid his fingers inside Lucas's, and they were walking hand in hand to the next. He'd become content, giggling with a boy as Ariana as so many prior conflicting feelings were being put to rest. He let go to check his phone again and then pulled out the little mirror, checking his face. He freshened up the worn down lip gloss and fluffed his hair, noticing Lucas watching intently. "Step back unless you want me to spray your hair too," said Craig, gently fluffing and spritzing each pigtail. "My sister said my curls would flop, and I hate her for being right?" "You had curls," teased Lucas, pulling him in from behind, holding him with both hands around his waist and smelling the hairspray. "Yes I did, and I still have some. And you better have liked them," joked Craig, lifting his hands atop his. 'Of course I did," said Lucas, squeezing him in a little harder and laughing. "Uumm and I do! But I'm not sure the rides appreciated them like I do. So what do you want to go on next, but if you're not ready I'm in no hurry." "Yeah we better go on something," said Craig, feeling him around now behind his ass. "Sure, anything you'd like," said Lucas, as he could feel his nose on his neck and then his breath near his ear. "And I really like..." "Like to take me in the Haunted house," said Craig, spinning around and grabbing his hand. "Ok I really didn't want to, but now I do. Come on." Craig led him away, holding hands across a small part of the haunted courtyard as they fled right in to the line. He used his flash pass now, bypassing everyone, taking a boy into the place he feared. Inside he squealed and screamed constantly, jumping against Lucas with every fake monster that jumped out at him. He was squeezing Lucas's hand and arm tighter than he'd ever squeezed a soul before, frightened out of his wits yet relishing the entire experience of being terrified and also being held. They had bonded and felt relaxed together, as somehow Craig had morphed into this squeamish, nervous girly girl. Three minutes felt like he'd aged three years, until finally they came out alive and in one piece as he couldn't stop himself from rubbing Lucas's finger as they walked down the pathway exit, holding hands. When they exited the roped in area, he felt his pocketbook vibrating and then stopped, pulling out his phone. "Oh my sister said for me to meet her by the orchard?" said Craig, reading the text. "Do you know where that is?" "Already?" Lucas asked. "Yeah I know," said Craig, looking at him and almost not believing what he was saying. "This has been really nice, and honestly I didn't expect this?" "It's been amazing, and you're amazing," said Lucas, nodding and reaching out, taking his hand. "Yeah I know exactly where it is. It's not that far from where we met here tonight where all my friends were hanging out." "Cool," smiled Craig, leaning in and kissing his cheek and then putting his arm around Lucas's back. "She said like twenty minutes, so we can walk slow." "I'd like that," said Lucas, on cloud nine and never wanting to wash his cheek again.