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The 1950 cherry red Harley-Davidson FLH motorcycle gleamed in the late June morning light in Bill and Helen OTooles driveway. Sam was strapping a small cooler and a duffel bag to the back. The bright sun was drying the dew from the grass.

Sam, Im sorry, Helen argued. I cant help but think this is a bad idea. I know youre eighteen and legally there really isnt anything I can do to stop you, but I dont think you should go alone.

Hell, mom, Sam complained. Im not a baby, I can take care of myself. Ive been riding with Gramps every summer since I was twelve. I know a ton of the bikers and nothing is going to happen. You know Im a good rider. Gramps taught me how to defend myself and what to watch out for. Besides, this will be the first that some of the guys will hear that Gramps is gone.

Bill stepped into the conversation saying, No one doubts your ability to ride the Harley. No one doubts that you wont be very careful. But there are things that could happen to a young&hellip,.

What? Say it a girl. Well, Im sorry, but just because Im a girl doesnt mean I cant take care of myself, Sam said defiantly. You know that Gramps would side with me on this. I dont know why you cant see how important this is to me. I have to do this for him.

Bill nodded his head, understanding why Sam felt she had to make the 1000 Island River Run this year. His father passed away at the end of April, and this trip was an annual event for the past five years for him and Sam. Together they rode from Jamestown, along Lake Ontario and the St. Lawrence River, to Alexandria Bay for the weekend event. Not once had there ever been a mishap, so Bill found himself starting to agree with Sam.

Helen tried to see Sams point, but this was her baby. Sam had just graduated high school, and it was going to be hard enough to face the fact that she was leaving for college in the fall. Truth be known, Helen just didnt want Sam to grow up.

I have everything I need. I have my cell phone, some cash, and my credit card. I promise you that at any time I dont feel safe, Ill leave and come home, Sam said hugging Helen. Please dont worry, Mom. I can do this.

After quick hugs and kisses, Sam started the Harley and took off down the road. Helen stood in the driveway, long after Sam disappeared from view, praying nothing would happen to her little girl.

It was a perfect early summer day, with blue sky and big puffy clouds. Sam wouldnt admit to her parents that she was a little uneasy about making the six hour trip alone. She was confident that she knew how to handle almost any situation that might come up. It was the other people she worried about, the ones that had no respect for bikers.

It was an uneventful ride heading north, and not too long before she hit Niagara Falls. Sam knew she couldnt pass through without stopping to look. Although she had been here a hundred times, it never grew old. The mist rose high above the swirling waters while she watched the Maid of the Mist boat head perilously close to the raging falls. All too soon, she was back on the Harley and heading toward Rochester.

She could have jumped on the Southern Tier Expressway and hooked up with the thruway to save time, but that wasnt the point of this trip. She and Gramps had always liked taking the long way around, stopping at their favorite places. She nodded to the Charlotte Lighthouse and the Old Sodus Lighthouse. Sam made a quick stop at Orbakers in Williamson for an early lunch and then headed down Route 104 towards Oswego.

Sam went a little bit out of her way to stop at Ontario Orchards for some fruit for her cooler before heading up Routes 104B and 3. She pulled off the road in Henderson Harbor, simply to enjoy the view of the boats bobbing in the blue water. Sam was proud of her ride and didnt take any chances. Of course, riding on these back roads meant a lot less traffic, if you didnt count the deer.

She rode through Sackets Harbor, Chaumont and up to Cape Vincent. For Sam, it was like she was coming home when she turned east along the river for the final leg of her trip. As much as she would have loved to walk along the river in Clayton, it was more important for her to get to Alex Bay and say goodbye to her grandfather.

The cool breeze coming off the river was just enough to cause the gulls to float lazily above her. When Sam caught sight of the 1000 Island Bridge, her heart soared. This was it, just a few miles more. There was a group of bikers coming off of Route 81, also heading to the Bay. She fell in line with them, nodding a greeting as she rode.

Slowly, they turned down Church Street, into the little tourist town of Alexandria Bay. Sam knew it would be a scramble to find parking on James Street, so when they got to the intersection, she turned to the right and captured one of the last spots left on the main drag.

She got off the bike and took off her leather jacket and helmet. She slipped a denim vest on over her pink tank top and let her pony-tailed hair loose. It felt good to let her long blonde hair down. The sight of this beautiful young woman did not go unnoticed. This girl had legs up to her armpits and the curves of a Maxim woman. Mesquite left his perch outside the Admirals Inn and sauntered over to her. When Sam turned around, he was so close he was almost touching her.

Hey there, Amazon, he said, looking up and winking at her. So, do you play basketball, or are you into some adult games?

Sam stood up as tall as she could. At five feet ten inches, wearing boots with two inch heels, she towered over this sleazy little man.

No, I dont play basketball, she said, looking down on Mesquite. Why? Do you play miniature golf?

Mesquite took another step toward her. So, you think youre tough, baby? Let me show you just how rough I like it.

Sams hand went to her pocket, but she stopped when a booming voice came from over her shoulder, Back off, Skeeter!

Mesquite backed away in a hurry. Why? You dont have any claims on her. Lady O would have your tail if she knew you were going after this one.

Sam swung around to see a very large, barrel-chested, beer-gutted, bearded man, wearing a bandana and a leather Harley vest. Otis! she exclaimed as she threw herself into his arms.

Skeeter, you shithead, dont you know this is Tooleys baby girl? Otis asked the little man.

Dont call me that my name is Mesquite, he said indignantly.

Youre a pest just like a mosquito, Skeeter. Now get the hell out of here, Otis ordered, and stood his ground until Mesquite walked away.

Im not a child, Otis. Tooley taught me how to take care of myself, Sam said frowning at him, and then gave Otis another huge hug. Tears started to form in her young eyes. Im so glad youre here. I think this is going to be a lot harder than I thought.

Dont worry, baby girl, youve got me and Lady O here to give you all the help you need. If you dont mind, weve going to have a couple minute ceremony in remembrance of your gramps. I know theres a bunch of guys who want to say something and itll be a way to put things to rest, and yet kick off the weekend. Now, where are you staying? he asked.

I dont know yet, Sam told him. It was so last minute for my parents to let me come, I dont have a room lined up. If I cant find anything between here and Clayton, Ill head up the road and pull off at Crooked Creek. Theres always a bunch that camp in there, and the police dont bother us. Ive got a small two-man tent and my sleeping bag. Ill be fine.

Now, you listen to me, Sam, if you have any problems at all, you come stay with me and Lady O. I got two queen-size beds over at the Edge Wood. We have more than enough room. If anything happens to you, Tooley will haunt me for the rest of my life. I dont suppose youve got&hellip,.

Tooleys knife? Oh yeah, Ive got it hidden. Ill be fine. Now stop worrying.

Otis and Sam found Lady O, who already knew there were no rooms to be had. She wrapped her arms around Sam, and even though Lady O was a good six inches shorter, Sam felt safe and protected with her. You wouldnt have thought that someone as big as Otis would have such a petite woman for a wife. She may have been small, but no one messed with Lady O.

People were starting to gather in the pavilion at Scenic View Park. During this weekend, Alex Bay roared with the thunder of motorcycles. To the casual observer, some of these bikers looked a little scary, but there really wasnt a nicer group of people. After all, these were parents, grandparents, businessmen, and teachers just like you would find anywhere.

Tim saw Sam sitting on a bench overlooking the river and Boldt Castle. There werent a lot of people their ages at the rally, so of course it was natural for him be drawn to her. Her gorgeous looks almost intimidated him, but youthful confidence took over.

Mind if I sit here? Tim asked, interrupting thoughts of her grandfather.

Sam was almost irritated until she saw who spoke. Timmy! Oh my God, Timmy, she yelled, excitedly.

Tim was confused for a moment. The turquoise eyes looked familiar, but the body didnt. Still, when she called him Timmy, he knew exactly who she was.

Sam wasnt the only one who had changed. Tim had grown about four inches and matured into a handsome young man. The next thing he knew, she leaped into his arms with her legs wrapped around his waist. He was almost knocked over by the athletic beauty, but held his ground while holding her close. The feeling of her breasts against his chest and her pelvis just above his cock caused an almost embarrassing reaction.

Sam? I didnt think youd be coming this year after hearing about&hellip,.well&hellip,.Sam, Im really sorry about your grandpa. He was such a great guy, Tim said, quietly.

Tim gently set Sam down, still holding her in a friendly hug. He could tell that there were going to be some very painful moments, but he would do his best to support her.

Sam pulled back and looked into the chestnut colored eyes of the boy who had grown into a man. She remember Timmy as her partner in crime, spying on the adults, sneaking away and going for midnight swims at whatever hotel they were staying. They werent bad kids, but they were kids, none the less. Now, this man was holding her, protecting her, and consoling her. She felt her heart swell.

How was graduation? Where are you going to college? Sam fired her questions one right after another. Where are your folks?

Tim laughed as he replied, Graduation was good, Im going to study film at Middlebury, in Vermont. Um&hellip, my parents split last fall. Dads here with his new girlfriend, Cindy. They drove up and towed his bike because she didnt want to mess her hair. Shes such a girly-girl. Shit.

Wow, is your mom okay? Sam asked.

Yeah, shes doing all right. Its just shes so normal and Cindy is such a priss. I still live with mom. Dad moved out and got his own place. Were staying over at Rock Ledge this weekend, but I insisted on my own cabin away from theirs. I dont think I could stand it if I overheard anything. What are you doing for college? Where are you staying?

Tim frowned when Sam said, Lady O said there are no rooms anywhere, so Ill head up the road and stay at the creek. Ive got the tent with me and you know there are always people staying in the woods. I got an athletic scholarship, so Im going to go to Mercyhurst in Erie. Im thinking of Juvenile Justice as a major.

Crooked Creek? Well, Im not going to talk you out of it, because if situations were reversed, Id stay there, too. If you have a cell phone, will you take my number in case anything comes up? Tim asked.

Sam smiled at her friend and tousled his brown curly hair. Okay, Ill take it, but keep in mind, if I dont call Otis and Lady O first, theyll tan my hide.

It was a combination of the sun setting on the river, the alcohol consumed that evening, and the tribute to Tooley that caused most of the revelers to be a little over-emotional. Sam thought she would scream if one more person came up, hugged her and cried on her shoulder. She found Tim sitting on the stone wall around the park.

Hey, she said. Im going to take off. Wanna meet for breakfast tomorrow?

Give me a call when youre on your way, Ill meet you at North Star, Tim said, giving her a quick hug. Are you sure youre going to be okay?

Sam raised her eyebrow at him and said, Seriously? Do you think I cant take care of myself? I used to kick your ass.

Tim laughed and watched his friend walk over the pedestrian bridge and disappear into the crowd of bikers. He wasnt the only one watching her.

Sam left the noise of the town behind her and headed up Route 12. It was going to be a quick few miles before she crossed the little bridge over the creek. She looked up at the full moon and the sky filled with stars. She guessed Tooley had something to do with the clear night and enough moonlight to make setting up camp a little easier.

Theres something to be said for being out in the middle of nowhere no street lights and very few homes. The stars seem so close that you could reach out and touch them. There was no one on the road but her.

Sam could see campfire light flickering through the trees as she approached the creek. She slowed and moved the Harley to the right to leave the road. As she coasted into the make-shift campground she looked to her left and saw that no one had claimed the spot away from the water. After some quick hellos, she went about starting to set up her tent.

She checked the ground for any rocks or sticks that may have pierced the floor of the two-person pop up tent, which Sam had up in a matter of minutes. It had been a long day, so Sam unrolled her sleeping bag and got ready for bed. She stripped off her boots, socks, jeans and bra, and then crawled inside her sleeping bag. Sams eyes started to close as she lay on her back, vaguely aware of the others sharing this spot in the woods. The dancing fire projected eerie shadows on the walls of the tent, but Sam was too tired to pay any attention. Sleep called.

Sam felt has if the air had been knocked out of her. She was jolted awake by someone jumping on her and placing their hand over her mouth. Her senses were assaulted by hot, stale beer breath.

So, do you think youre so tough now? Mesquites nasally voice gruffly whispered, while one hand went to Sams breast.

Sam tried to roll out from under the weaselly little man, but the sleeping bag, combined with him lying on top of her, became her prison. She had no clue how he was able to sneak into her tent without being heard by the others camping there.

When Mesquites mouth came down on her throat, Sam felt herself go into survival mode as she struggled to free her arms. Mesquite froze when he heard the click, and then the flick, before cold steel blade came to rest against his neck.

If you think this is worth your life, then please continue. Personally, I would advise you to get off of me and get the hell out of here, Sam calmly stated, pressing the blade against Mesquites throat a little harder.

It took feeling the sharpness of the knifes blade, to convince him to slowly rise up and back out of the tent. Sam held her breath until she heard the motor start, and Mesquite race down the highway. She started to tremble while she dialed Otis number. Although she was sure Mesquite wouldnt come back, she wasnt going to take any chances.

Otis and Lady O were waiting in the parking lot when Sam arrived at their hotel. Otis grabbed her duffel bag while his wife ushered Sam into their room. As much as she tried to down-play what happened, Otis knew better. Sam watched as he turned red and his eyes became very dark.

Hes going to regret this trip, he said quietly.

Now Otis, do not ruin this trip for Sam. Let it go. She handled things just fine and shes safe. Thats all thats important, Lady O ordered.

Otis turned away, his fist clenched, saying, I need to walk. Lady O sat and stroked Sams long hair, until she finally fell asleep.

As exhausted as she was, Sam could not stay asleep not after Otis started snoring. The first sound tore right through her dreams and made her sit up in horror. It took her a couple of minutes for her to figure out what the hell was making that noise. How did his wife sleep through that racket? She had to use earplugs thats the only answer that made sense.

At seven in the morning, she called Tim and told him shed meet him at eight. The older couple was awake and drinking coffee, when she came out of the bathroom.

Youre dressed already? Lady O asked. Where are you headed so early?

Tim and I are having breakfast at North Star and then well probably ride for a while. We may run down to Clayton, Sam told them.

Lady O walked over to the young woman and handed her a plastic card. Here, take this key to the room, in case you need to get at your stuff. Will we see you on the Uncle Sam boat tour?

Absolutely! Theres no way we would miss that, Sam said, giving them both a quick hug and leaving to meet Tim.

Tims mood turned dark when Sam told him what had gone on, down at the creek. He started getting all blustery, especially when he realized she broke down camp and rode down the lonely road to Otis hotel.

And just what should I have done, Tim? Waited for my knight in shining armor to arrive? When will you people get it through your heads that Im a big girl and I can take care of myself? Sam asked with exasperation slipping into her voice.

Tim reached over and put his hand on hers, Sam, calm down. Im sorry if I sound upset, but Christ, no one has any business pulling that shit here. Im not going to let this go, when I see him, Ill tell you that.

Tim, stay out of it, really. Its done, I handled it, just let it go. I dont want to be the cause of any trouble this weekend, she explained as they walked out of the restaurant.

Okay, Ill try, Tim said as he stopped at his bike.

Is this yours? Sam asked, with her eyes wide with surprise.

Yeah graduation gift, he replied, brushing away some imaginary dust off the brand new denim black 1200 Custom. Im going to have flames painted on it, when I get back.

Tim, this is so cool, Sam said, inspecting the bike appreciatively.

No Sam, cool is Tooleys bike. They dont get better than that.

The two friends spent the next few hours walking along the river in Clayton, and enjoying cappuccinos at Lyric Coffee House. They made it back to the Bay just in time to catch the Uncle Sam Boat Tour. Sam realized she never tired of this tour every year, and the stop at Boldt Castle.

They stood against the railing of the triple-decker boat, enjoying the warm sun and the cool river breeze, shoulder to shoulder. It was almost a little odd, speaking as adults, as opposed to talking like a couple of kids. Tim stepped inside to get them something to drink and came back looking concerned. She was a little unnerved by what Tim told her.

I thought you ought to know theres some talk going around about Mesquite. It seems he and his bike are gone. No one is saying why, but one person saw him ride off last night, in a big hurry. At least, they assumed it was him. It was hard to tell because his face was bloodied.

The shock on Sams face was more than evident. The first thing she did was look across the boat at Otis. No one had to have seen a thing, but she knew.

Well, I guess itll be safe for me to go back to the creek. Honestly, I dont think I can take another night of Otis sawing wood, she said with a smile on her face.

You know, I have my own cabin. Youre more than welcome to bunk there, he offered.

It was an innocent offer and it was taken as such. Do you think I could pitch my tent behind it?

I dont think thats allowed but it wont hurt to ask, when we get back.

Heart Island was home to the wonderful Boldt Castle. Sams grandfather told her stories of the vacant island he used to visit years ago. He marveled at how the Thousand Island Bridge Authority had worked so hard to bring the half-finished structure to life.

A bride and groom were just being pronounced husband and wife, as Tim and Sam approached the stone gazebo.

Thats what I want some day, she told him, her eyes shining bright with excitement. Just as suddenly, she sobered. I always thought my gramps would be here with me.

Tim pulled her into his arms and held her close. So strong, yet so vulnerable, he thought. So brave to have made this trip, but he could tell how alone she felt, in the midst of all these people.

Sam was surprised at how right and comfortable it felt to be held by Tim. It stirred feelings deep down inside of her the feelings of a woman ready to awaken.

In this modern day of promiscuity, Sam had spent her high school years concentrating on her studies and her sports. There were guys she had dated, but none seriously. It wasnt like she was saving herself, she had just never made her sexuality a priority.

They finished their explorations and caught a shuttle back to the Bay. It was a day of good music, good food, good riding, and good friends – drinking, dancing, tattoos and money raised for a childrens charity. People who looked down their noses at the bikers didnt take the time to learn about the good they did. Tim and Sam bought matching t-shirts to have a reminder of this years rally.

While eating dinner with Otis and Lady O, Sam could see that Otis had enjoyed more than a few beers. She took Lady O aside and told her of Tims offer to share his cabin.

Im not your mother, you dont need my approval, Sam, she told the young woman.

I just know you worry about me, and I love you for that, but I might be more comfortable at Rock Ledge. I dont want you to think that Im not grateful for you taking me in last night, Sam explained.

Sweetheart, you do what youre comfortable doing. Youre an adult and can make your own decisions. If youre with Tim, I know youll be safe, said Lady O.

With a quick hug, Sam told her, I love you guys. Ill leave the key on the desk.

The sun was starting to shoot pink rays into the blue water of the river. The June breeze smelled sweet and the water had become calm. When the traffic eases on the river, it is one of the most peaceful places. Tim decided to take one last walk to Scenic View Park. Just down the hill there were hundreds of partiers, but here you could sit and be with your thoughts.

He was not completely surprised to find Sam sitting on the rock wall. The wind tossed her blonde hair making her look ethereal. Tim cleared his throat as he approached her, resting his hands on her shoulders when he reached her side. Sam felt Tims strength as she leaned back against his legs.

You okay? he asked.

Sam smiled at his concern. Yeah, Im just taking a moment to drink this all in. Do you think well come back here? I mean, were starting college in the fall and our lives are going to seriously change.

Its funny, Tim said. I was thinking about that. College, getting jobs, getting married someday hell, were growing up! He leaned down and whispered in her ear, Well come back, someday.

Im about dead on my feet, Sam said, looking up at him. I told Lady O Im going to stay with you. I just need to get my stuff and leave the key in their room.

Do you need me to go with you?

No. You told me you have the cabin closest to the road. If you wouldnt mind checking to see if I can set up my tent, Ill meet you there.

Tim nodded in agreement. Either way, youll have someplace to sleep.

The moon and stars had made their way out, by the time Sam pulled up to Tims cabin. He came outside to greet her and showed her where to pull her bike.

I checked at the office and they told me no tents. Theyre okay with your bike, so I guess youll share my cabin, Tim told her.

Tim grabbed Sams duffel bag off the bike and led her inside.

Wow, I mean, this looked small, but jeez. Can we move the bed over a little so theres room for my sleeping bag? Sam asked Tim.

Tim raised his eyebrows, What makes you think youre sleeping on the floor? Ill take the floor, you take the bed.

Now just a damned minute, Tim, Sam started. This is your cabin, but my sleeping bag. I appreciate you putting up with me for the night, but there is no way Im putting you out of your bed. I&hellip,.

Youre right, this is my cabin and therefore we play by my rules. Youre in the bed, Im on the floor. And dont bother trying to fight me on this, because youre going to lose do you understand me?

Sam stood tall, put her hands on her hips and was getting ready to give Tim a piece if her mind, when he cocked his head to the side and smiled. That was all it took. His warm brown eyes were wide as he tried to look innocent. Sam started to giggle and pretty soon the two of them were laughing, uncontrollably.

Okay, all right, just stop laughing, Sam hiccupped. You take the floor. Just stop laughing. My cheeks and stomach are starting to hurt!

Tim tried to be serious, but burst out laughing again. Look, just go use the bathroom first so I can calm down. Ill go second.

Sam grabbed her bag and headed in, to take a shower. Much to Tims surprise, within fifteen minutes she was out of the bathroom. His breath caught in his throat when he saw her.

Steam from the shower followed Sam into the room. She stood there, her long, blonde, wet hair dripping down her white tank top, which rested just above a pair of back bikini panties. Tim lowered his eyes, but as he did, they followed Sams long, creamy white legs, down to the floor.

Tim quickly pulled some things out of the drawer, and made his way into the bathroom. Because of the tight quarters, he brushed against Sams tight, round ass, as he walked by. He prayed she would be in bed, covers pulled up to her chin, when he came out. Tim adjusted the water in the shower and then stripped out of his clothes. His rock-hard cock sprang to attention needing attention that would be handled in the shower.

Tim probably took longer than needed before leaving the bathroom. Sam was lying quietly, with just the bedside lamp lit. She had rolled out her sleeping bag, gave him a pillow and the quilt so that he could be as comfortable as possible. It wasnt all that bad, he thought as he lay down. He should be able to get through one night.

He looked up and realized he forgot to turn off the lamp, until he saw Sams slender arm reach out and take care of it.

Good night, Tim, she said quietly. And thank you. I wasnt all that excited about going back to the creek.

Good night, Sam. See you in the morning. Tim rolled over and looked out at the moonlight. The lullaby of the crickets began to work and soon he was asleep.

Ow! Fuck! Tims shout broke through the quiet of the night.

Sam quickly reached to turn on the light and found Tim tangled in the quilt, his feet stuck under the dresser and his head wedged between the legs of the nightstand.

Son of a bitch, Tim muttered, fighting for freedom.

Sam couldnt help but giggle. She got out of bed and did the best she could to aid in the battle between man and quilt. Sam was pulling, Tim was pulling, and soon the two of them were on the floor, tangled up together, laughing.

You cant do this, Tim, Sam tried to say without laughing. Let me take the floor.

No, Sam, I told you I would do it, so I am.

Tim, I dont want to fight about this. Come up on the bed with me, its big enough for the both of us, Sam offered.

Tims eyes opened, his jaw dropped, and his cock began to stir. Sam, you cant be serious. What would everyone say?

Tim? I know this is hard, but stop and think for a minute. Whos going to know?

Yeah, that did it, Tim felt like a jerk. Okay, get up there and move over. And no hogging all the blankets.

Ingrate.

Hog.

The lights went out once more.

How do these things ever happen? Two people were innocently sharing a bed for the night, when at some point they moved towards each other. Tim vaguely realized his hand was resting on flesh. His eyes popped open when he realized he and Sam were spooned together. Her ass was pushed in to his cock, his arms were around her and his hand was on her tight stomach. She smelled of soap from her shower, and it stirred him.

As Tim carefully tried to move his hand away, Sam woke and rolled towards him. He could barely see her eyes in the light of the moon, but they spoke to him.

Sam tilted her head up and whispered, Tim, will you kiss me?

Without saying a word, Tim lowered his lips to hers. Soft and gentle, the two friends were testing the waters. It was Sam who pushed her tongue in to find Tims. He pulled her closer and accepted her dance.

Sam thought that Tim didnt want to scare her, by being over-anxious and moving fast. She didnt think he knew she was a virgin and assumed he was just being a sensitive guy. Tim was just praying he didnt make any major mistakes, his first time.

As they kissed, it became more natural for them. Gone were the children playing on the beach, here was a young man and woman, ready to embrace those titles in every sense of the word.

Tim moved his hand down Sams back, around her butt and pulled her closer. She felt his hardness and her breath caught in her throat. He pulled away and looked at her, questioning with his eyes. She assured him it was fine, when she pulled at his head and let his mouth engulf hers.

Legs began to intertwine and hands began to move. Sam slid hers under Tims shirt, to explore his sculpted abs. When he pulled away to take a breath, she reached for his hand, bringing the palm to her mouth to kiss it, then guiding it to her breast.

Now it was Tim who stopped breathing. Sure, he had felt girls up before, but this was Sam. Sam – who went fishing with him, Sam – who played hide and seek. This was Sam, who had grown into a stunning woman, but a woman who was first and foremost his friend. Now, they would become lovers.

He rolled Sam onto her back and then got on his knees. Very gently, he lifted her tank top and slid it off her head. Her breasts glowed in the dim light and stood up, firm and proud. Her nipples were hard and begged to be touched. Moving in slow motion, he came down and covered one of her breasts with his mouth.

Sam just about squeaked at the feeling of Tims hot, wet mouth on her flesh. He kissed her nipple first, and then gently took it into his mouth. The feeling of him sucking and chewing on her left nipple made her tingle and throb, way down deep. A soft moan escaped, she arched her back and her hands went to his head, to hold him to her.

Tim lay on top of her, suckling from her left breast, massaging her right. He had never felt this way with the girls in school. He left his inhibitions behind and decided to just enjoy. He was just going to do what felt right, and this felt very, very right.

Lying between Sams legs, Tim could feel her move her hips when he started to suck on her right breast. The more he sucked on her beautiful mounds, the more she gyrated. Her breaths were coming out in gasps, punctuated with low moans. He decided it was time to move on, to test the waters, so they say.

With a final kiss to both nipples, Tim got up and pulled off his tee shirt. His eyes never left the nubile beauty. He leaned over and grasped the sides of her black bikini panties. Sam raised her hips so that he could ease them down her long legs and off her feet. While his eyes never left her hers never left him. She watched the tenderness in his face as he undressed her. As dark as it was, she could see his muscles ripple when he undressed.

Where Tim had seen his share of porn, and knew where to find what on the female anatomy, the site of Tims cock caused Sam to freeze. Tim wasnt sure whether to continue, so he took his cue from her. She rose up on one elbow and tentatively reached out to touch him. When her index finger met the tip of his cock, it jumped, scaring her and causing a nervous laugh.

Sam, are you sure? he asked.

Sam lay back, her blonde hair spread out on the pillow, and nodded. She held out her arms and he came to her. They wrapped themselves around each other and kissed. Sam could feel Tims cock between her legs and it excited her. Not once did she question what was going to happen. This was Tim and she felt safe. Tims nerves were on overload and he was afraid he would cum before he experienced the feeling of being inside a woman.

Tim pulled away from their embrace and moved so he could watch Sams face. He slid his hand down her flat stomach. He watched as he moved his hand lower. The whole time Sams eyes were closed and she was making kitten-like sounds through lips that were swollen from being kissed.

Down farther, until he reached her downy fluff. Lower still, when he realized the fluff was moist with her juices. Up and down, over her mound, touching but not touching, until he got up the nerve. He placed one finger between her pussy lips and started to separate them.

Ohhhh, Sam softly moaned. Yes, Tim, please.

He worked his finger between her slit and was greeted by the warm, moist heat of a woman. Sams fragrance filled the air. He ran his finger up and down, imagining what it looked like. Down to her hole, that would now be glistening with her juices, up to her hard little nub. He wished he could turn on the lights, but for now he saw it all in his mind.

Youre driving me crazy, just do it! she exclaimed.

No more urging was needed. Carefully, he slid his middle finger inside her and her body tensed. He didnt stop. In and out he moved it, a little faster, a little deeper, until he could feel her maidenhood. He brought his finger out and slid it up to Sams clit.

Sams hand gripped Tims arm. He could feel her nails dig into him. The other hand was behind her head, pulling at the pillow as she raised her hips. Her moans became louder as he circled her clit and it seemed when he touched one spot, she experienced even more intense feelings. He rubbed her clockwise, and then counter-clockwise, until she rolled away from him, buried her face in the pillow and screamed. Her arms and legs were stiff with tension and her entire body trembled.

Sam, Sam, are you okay? Tim asked as he reached for her.

Oh God&hellip,..oh God&hellip,..Tim, I never&hellip,..not ever&hellip,.. Sam stammered.

He pulled her into his arms and tried to massage away some of her tension, which made her jump even more.

Please, Im so sensitive right now. Just&hellip,..just hold me&hellip,..dont move, just hold me, she panted.

They lay in the dark, listening to her panting, and just holding each other. When at last her limbs relaxed, she looked up at him with a weak smile.

Thank you, she whispered. Thank you. Ive made myself orgasm, but it was never like that.

Tim bent to kiss her and then asked, Are you okay, now?

All Sam had to do was smile and mold her body against his. Their mouths met for another dance. Tim rolled Sam onto her back again, and moved his hand down her body.

Tim, do it just do it, she whispered.

When he moved between her legs, she bent her knees and opened herself to him. Tim knew from watching porn that this was going to hurt her. He held his cock and guided it up and down her slit, finding her hot hole. Very, very slowly he leaned into her, feeling a tightness he had never felt before, as her pussy gripped him.

He kept moving until he felt Sams virginity, he stopped and froze, afraid to go any farther.

Sam reached up and cupped his face. Its okay I want this.

I dont want to hurt you, Sam.

Sam reached around and grabbed Tims ass, pulling him to continue. Their eyes locked, confirming her desire. Tim pulled back a little then pushed forward, his rod penetrating her barrier. She whimpered as he broke through, but she never stopped looking in his eyes.

Tim stopped moving until Sam smiled and nodded her head. Very slowly, with much care and tenderness, he started to move. In and out, his cock slid in her tunnel. Sams face turned from a grimace to one of rapture. She brought her legs around Tims waist and soon she returned his thrusts.

In the quiet of the night you only heard their excited panting and skin slapping against skin. Tim soon forgot everything around him and surrendered to this new feeling. Sams pussy stroked his cock sending electric shockwaves to his body. He only had thoughts of the push and pull, the in and out, the stroking, the heat, and the wet&hellip,.oh God&hellip,&hellip,

Sam, he groaned. So close&hellip,.

He felt his cum rising, burning and churning to get out. He pushed in as deep as he could, pulled out and then came on the bed. Rolling to the side, now he was the one panting, having lost his virginity, too.

Sam rolled over and stroked his soft hair. He buried his head in her arms, resting on her breasts, and wrapping his arms around her waist.

God, Sam, he said. That was amazing. You were so wonderful.

Me? Tim, I didnt do a damn thing. You did all the work and I reaped the benefits.

Trust me, he said, giving her a light kiss. I couldnt have done this without you.

Tim tried to roll Sam back over, but she shoved him back.

Dude! Wet spot! she said, crawling out of bed and heading to the bathroom.

When they finally fell asleep, it was cuddled in each others arms. They slept soundly until morning.

Sam was strapping her bags onto her bike. Tim came up behind her and put his hands on her waist.

Tim, Im afraid to turn around.

Why? he asked.

Im afraid of whats going to happen when I say goodbye.

Tim turned her in his arms and kissed her. Sam, we share something now. Dont think of the word goodbye.

No? What am I supposed to think?

College starts in a couple months. Think of this phrase road trip.