Foolish Wisdom
38 Hannah
“OKAY. GO TO BED,” Mom said. The five of us were standing before her in ‘appropriate sleepwear.’ She and Anna turned to go toward the bedroom. Dad was not allowed to inspect the sleepwear, even though he’d been the one who bought me the pajama bottoms. I had a T-shirt on with them. Anna stopped and plucked at it.
“You need a wife-beater to go with those pajamas, not a Purple Rain T-shirt.” She smirked and joined Mom on the way to the bedroom. The rest of us turned to file upstairs. Sarah pulled at my hand and stopped me.
“Could we talk a while first?” she asked shyly. I put an arm around her and headed for the family room.
“Sure we can, beautiful. Let’s go sit in the big chair together.” I led her to Dad’s big recliner and she crawled into my lap before I tilted it back. I wrapped my arms around her and just held her, waiting.
“I love you, Brian,” she whispered.
“I love you, too,” I answered.
“I mean… I don’t know how to say this.”
“Are you okay?” Mom asked, poking her head around the corner.
“Hi, Mom. We’re just wrapping up our special date with each other. You know tomorrow is graduation and we just wanted to spend a few minutes alone.”
“Okay, sweethearts,” she said coming into the room. She came over to where we were sitting. “I love that position, don’t you?” She kissed each of us on the top of the head. “You know you can talk to us. No matter what. Don’t hesitate.”
“Thanks, Momma Marilyn. Brian owes me thirty kisses from today and I wanted to collect a few of them before the others get into the act.” We all laughed.
“You kids! We’re very proud of you, Sarah. I’m looking forward to seeing you collect that diploma tomorrow.” With that, Mom left and we heard her close the bedroom door.
“As you were saying?” I said. Sarah kissed me.
“One. Since I told her I was going to collect, I’d better do it.” She kissed me again, more intensely. Sarah sighed. “Two. As I was saying, I love you, Brian. But you are not my one and only. Do you know what I mean? I love being with you and I love all the things we’ve done, but I know we aren’t destined to be together for all time. Does that make sense?” This time I kissed her and let it linger on our lips.
“Sarah, I love you. At first, I thought you were just my girlfriend’s older sister and my friend’s best friend. I always thought you were cute and fun and even daring. But I understand. In my heart, I know I’ve never considered being your lifelong mate. Not like… well, you know. But I still love you. I want everything to be the best for you.”
“That’s why I wanted you to be the first to know,” she said. She left it hanging. Know? Know what?
“Did you find a new boyfriend?”
“No! Silly.” She kissed me again, long and hard. “Four. No. I wanted you to be the first to know that unlike most of your girlfriends, I won’t be following you to whatever college you choose.”
“I don’t expect anyone to follow me to college anywhere,” I said.
“I know. That’s so cute. Everyone is kind of hoping for IU, but they are all waiting to find out what you say so they can start applying at the end of next school year.” She kissed me. Let’s see, that was five. It was going to be a long conversation at this rate.
“Geez! Do we have to start applying so soon?”
“No, but early acceptance is in November so you want everything in by Labor Day of your senior year if you can.”
“So, you aren’t following me to IU,” I chuckled. I kissed her again. “Wait. Where are you going? We’ve never even talked about what you want to study.”
“That’s what I’m telling you first. I haven’t even told my parents. In fact, I hope Dad gets back from conference in time to see me graduate and announce where I′m going. They kind of think I’ll go to UIndy or DePauw.”
“But…”
“But I’ve been given a full-ride at Oberlin College to study Anthropology.”
“Wow! That’s wonderful news. Isn’t it? Where is Oberlin College?”
“Oberlin, Ohio. I’m really moving away from home. It’s not so far I can’t get back occasionally, but far enough that it requires planning. It’s about 250 miles east of here.”
“It’s a long way, but we’ll get to see you sometimes.” Kiss.
“I was really worried and didn’t tell anyone because… well, Hannah gets kind of nervous. You can’t imagine how close we are as sisters. Getting moved every three or four years was always hard on us and she didn’t make friends easily. It wasn’t until you and our dating group came along that I finally realized I would be able to make a commitment and go and she would be okay. Not that I didn’t have a back-up, but the program at Oberlin and the environment are exactly what I want.”
“Thank you, Sarah. Thank you for being the wonderful girlfriend you’ve been and the wonderful friend. I’m so glad you told me first.” Eight.
“I… am glad that I’m not going to leave home completely ignorant of what it’s like to have a boyfriend and… do things. I didn’t want to create any attachments that would make it hard for me to leave. But I wanted to have fun. Thank you.” Another kiss. I’d just lost track and didn’t care. I was going to kiss her all night long. “Still, I want to save some things to discover when I meet my true love.”
“That makes sense. Did you want to not sleep together tonight?”
“No. I do want to sleep together. But that’s just it. That’s all I want to do. Brian, would it be too hard… I mean difficult for us to sleep together and not play with each other? I want to be held and I want to feel you against me, but I don’t want you to touch me… there. Not with your hands or your mouth. Or with what I already feel while I’m sitting on you.”
“Honey, of course we can just sleep together. I understand. May I hold you and cuddle you?”
“Naked.” She dropped that word into a silence that stretched on as I tried not to swallow my tongue.
“Um… you know… I’ll respond to you. I won’t do anything, but… um… well, if you can stand it being hard, I can stand it being difficult.” We giggled and kissed some more.
“If you need to, you know, relieve things, I can wait.”
“Honey, if I had to do that every time I got hard, I’d never get out of the bathroom.”
“Then take me to bed, my love. Hold me in your arms and let me dream about forever.”
I guess the typical way couples sleep together, from what I’ve seen, is to spoon up. Sarah and I slept face to face, sharing each other’s air as we breathed. We ended up with me mostly on my back and Sarah sprawled on top of me. I’m pretty sure my cock didn’t go down all night and the wet spot on my leg told me she was pretty turned on as well by the time we’d finished what she said was the twenty-ninth of thirty kisses. She was saving one for morning. She’d kept one of my hands trapped against her breasts as we’d kissed and later as we slept as well. I wasn’t surprised to feel the bed jiggle early in the morning.
“My naughty sister is naked with our boyfriend,” Hannah whispered. She crawled on top of me from the other side and wrapped herself around the two of us. My cock was trapped under Sarah, so I guess there was no illegal genital contact with Hannah. She wouldn’t be sixteen for two more weeks. “Didn’t you kiss her last night? We never heard anything wa-ay over there,” she giggled.
“Mmm. Twenty-nine times,” I sighed. I kissed Hannah on the nose.
“Twenty-nine? You must not be very good at it. It only takes three when she’s with me.”
“Hannah!” Sarah whisper-shouted practically in my ear. “Stop that!”
“Well.”
“Yeah,” I sighed. “I’m a failure as a kisser. With both of you.”
“Aw. We still like to kiss you,” Hannah said. She crawled up a little higher and placed her soft lips against mine. She kissed me tenderly and then passionately. I wrapped an arm around her bare back and felt her breasts pressed against Sarah and me.
“Baby? Are you naked?” I asked, panting for breath.
“Sort of. I still have my panties on. I wanted to be with my sister and our boyfriend, and her exclusive date ended when I woke up.” She kissed me again and I’m pretty sure Sarah felt the resulting pulses in my cock. She shifted against it a little.
“Little sister, if you kiss him again, I’m going to get stuff splashed all over my tummy.”
“What’s got into you, honey?”
“I guess kissing isn’t so bad, you know. Can you stand it if I kiss him again, sister?”
“I think so.” Sarah shifted again and it was obvious that she was using her stomach to rub up and down against my cock. “I wouldn’t mind feeling it. I just told him he couldn’t touch me down there.”
“Then I’m going to try one more time,” she said.
“What are you…?” Hannah put a hand beside my face and pulled me to her lips. I’d never felt her kissing me with such passion and my hand slipped around her to fondle her breast on one side and Sarah’s on the other. Sarah was definitely working my cock against her stomach and in a couple seconds the night of arousal caught up with me and I started shooting. Sarah slid along my leg with her wet pussy and moaned her orgasm into my chest while Hannah continued to kiss me.
“See? Three little kisses are all it takes,” Hannah whispered.
“Where did you learn to kiss like that?” I muttered. I’d never felt such intensity from my little girlfriend.
“Those girls,” she said. “They sure like to kiss.” I held both of the preacher’s daughters in a big hug and watched as the two kissed each other.
“Thank you, sister,” Sarah whispered. “I love you.” Hannah turned to look at me. She smiled.
“Soon, Brian. I’ve decided that kissy stuff isn’t all bad, you know?” I wasn’t crying, but my cheeks were all wet.
Principal Darnell and a couple of the teachers read the names of the graduates and handed out the diplomas at the ceremony Sunday afternoon. Rev. Gordon barely made it to the ceremony in time to sit with his wife. He must have broken the speed limit to get here from Indianapolis after his conference and before commencement. I don’t understand this church stuff, but you’d think they’d have let him leave early for his daughter’s graduation. They were announcing the college each student would attend or what their plans were after graduation. When Sarah received her diploma, Principal Darnell announced, “Sarah Gordon, graduating summa cum laude with a full academic scholarship to Oberlin College.” Wow! Highest honors. Hannah’s fingernails bit into my arm. Mom and Dad were sitting beside us with the rest of our dating group cheering with us.
“Oberlin? I thought she was going to Indianapolis. Where is Oberlin?” Hannah practically shouted. She was near panic. I pulled her to me in a hug.
“It’s okay, honey. It’s only 250 miles. We’ll go visit her and she’ll be home on breaks as often as she would be from Indy.”
“You knew? She told you and didn’t tell me?”
“She told me late last night. She wanted to surprise everyone. Isn’t it wonderful? She got a full academic scholarship.”
“But she didn’t tell me.” It seemed like nothing I could say helped. But eventually, after Mom hushed us a few times, Hannah sighed and nodded her head. That was when I looked back at the ceremony just in time to hear Principal Darnell again.
“Jessica Barnes, graduate with emphasis in the arts, also known as the fashion model, Heaven.”
Jessica was here? Getting her diploma? How the hell did she manage that? Why didn’t she tell me she was coming home? There was a riot of applause but I just sat there stunned. Hannah pulled me to her and hugged my arm.
“Surprises aren’t always that great, are they?” she said softly.
We went through the receiving line and were so far toward the end that Rev. and Mrs. Gordon were already standing behind Sarah. She looked great in her cap and gown. Hannah grabbed her in such a tight hug I thought they were going to fall on the ground. I kissed Sarah softly and went on down the line. Hannah didn’t let go once she had her sister.
Rev. Gordon smiled at me, but it looked strained. Must have been a tough conference or else he really pushed the speed limit getting here. I think he had tears in his eyes.
“See you guys later,” I said.
I made my way on down the line, greeting the grads that I knew until I got to the crowd that was standing around Jessica at the end of the line. I just stood there and looked at her. She looked aloof, even as various friends and classmates gathered around. She saw me standing and staring at her and held out her arms to me. I joined her for a hug.
“Surprised?”
“Hell, yeah. How’d you manage this?”
“My tutor was certified and handed all my grades in. I passed the final exams and the school said I could graduate with my class. I flew home yesterday!”
“That’s really amazing. Congratulations.”
“Jessica, I can’t believe you are here!” Sarah screamed as she rushed toward us. The line was breaking up.
“Later,” Jessica said. She winked at me.
Yeah. Later.
I stood staring out my window at the Barnes’s house. Mom and Dad had gone over for the celebration, but Ford said that Jessica was already off on the tour of parties and wouldn’t be back until later. I went back home. I kicked at the sleeping bag, blanket, and pillow that I rolled up and prepared, trying to decide whether I was going to even go out to the barn. I wasn’t even sure anymore if seeing me later implied that she’d come to the barn tonight. She could be out all night partying with real friends that she hadn’t seen in a year. And what would I do when she came to the barn? It had been nearly two years since she left. A year and six months since she offered herself to me in the barn and I turned her down. What would I do this time? I was still three-and-a-half months shy of my seventeenth birthday. I shouldn’t even go out there.
I looked at the growing stack of magazines and photos on the shelf next to my desk. My girlfriends always brought me magazines that had Heaven’s picture in them. I never knew who, exactly, as they just seemed to appear left on my desk after a group had been here for a study session or party. A few were signed. More important were the glossy photos that arrived about once every couple of months. There was usually a little note that said something like, ‘My photo shoot in Costa Rica,’ or ‘I’m representing Yves St. Laurent.’ The most recent was a picture of Jessica in a beautiful bikini. I mean, it was sexy, yes, but this was a really beautiful, artistic shot. I had a feeling it was a one-of-a-kind. There was no logo or fashion motto on it. I couldn’t tell where it had been taken. She was on a beach looking out at the sunset. A breeze was blowing the lightweight wrap around her waist, exposing her leg all the way to her waist. And unlike most of the commercial shots, this one was in color. I was surprised when I saw it at first because she hadn’t even signed it. Then I turned it over.
“Brian, To my neighbor and best friend. Always remember all the goofy times we’ve had (like at Crystal Lake). Please don’t forget me. Think about me once in a while, slaving away in front of the cameras. Love always, Heaven.”
I grabbed my sleeping bag and headed for the barn.
As I approached the barn, I saw the door was open a crack. Maybe she’d come back early and beat me out here. I pushed the door open and fell over a bicycle. I scrambled up and set the bicycle aside. Hannah’s bicycle. When had she left it here? Then I heard the sobs coming from Silk’s stall. I dropped the bag and rushed to the stall. Hannah was hugging the white horse and crying—deep, heart-wrenching sobs.
“Hannah. Honey, what’s wrong?” I asked as I came into the stall. Hannah turned and threw herself into my arms.
“Don’t make me go! Please, don’t make me go!”
“Hannah, sweetheart, you know I’d never make you go anywhere. You can stay here as long as you want. Honey, tell me what’s wrong.”
“They’re sending us away.” That was all she could get out before the sobs overwhelmed her. She collapsed against me and I carried her out of the stall and sat on the ever-present hay bale in the aisle. I cradled her in my arms and rocked her, not understanding. Who? What they? Send where? I couldn’t ask all the questions as I was becoming overwhelmed by the tears as well.
I caught a flicker of movement by the door and looked up. Jessica was standing there with Sarah. They were both crying as well. Jessica saw my sleeping bag and climbed to the hayloft with it. I didn’t know what she thought that would accomplish. I wasn’t going to leave Hannah, broken-hearted in my arms for a fantasy with Heaven. Sarah approached us and petted her sister’s head. She kissed her tears and then mine. Jessica came back down from the loft and pointed, then left.
“I’ll tell Mom and Dad you’re okay, baby sister. They’re worried. Go upstairs with Brian and he’ll hold you. Come on, baby.” Sarah gently helped her sister up and pointed her to the ladder. Hannah began to climb mechanically. Sarah turned to me. “I’m so sorry, Brian. Dad’s been reassigned.” She ran out of the barn and I climbed the ladder to the loft.
Hannah was already stripping off her clothes, looking at the sleeping bag and blanket Jessica had prepared for us.
“Hold me?” she asked as she slid under the blanket in nothing but her panties. I stripped and crawled in with her. She came into my arms and gripped me ferociously.
“It will be all right,” I whispered. “You’ll see. We’ll make it all right. I…” She pushed a hand against my mouth.
“Don’t. Don’t promise what you can’t deliver. That’s what they did. They promised. They promised we’d be here until I graduated. Then they got a new bishop and he said they don’t make promises like that. He’s making us move.”
“Where to, sweetheart? I have girlfriends in Kokomo. We see each other just about every month. We can work something out.”
“Evansville.” Holy fucking shit! There was no place farther away that would still be in Indiana. It had to be 500 miles to Evansville. God damn that fucking bishop! “I hate them,” Hannah sobbed, echoing my thoughts. “I hate the bishop and his stupid cabinet and the whole church. I hate them!”
What could I do? We were sixteen. If my parents up and moved to Seattle to be with Betts, I’d have to go with them. It was so unfair. There had to be ways. Maybe Hannah could come and live with me. Right. Like our parents would ever permit that. It was hard to believe they permitted us to be together as much as they did. No wonder Brighty had looked so stressed at commencement. He hadn’t told them yet. All I could do was pet my poor, sweet girlfriend and kiss away her tears. And bathe her face in my own. What could we do?
I woke up. It could have been the middle of the night, but I knew instinctively that it was four-thirty. I knew it because Hannah was awake on top of me. My erection was being massaged by her wet pussy lips as she slid against me.
Oh shit! Not just skin-to-skin genital contact, but genital to genital. I came awake as Hannah hugged me and continued to rub against me.
“Hannah! Sweetheart, we can’t do this.”
“Don’t take this away from me, Brian. Please? I’ll be sixteen in two weeks. In a week I’ll be gone. Please don’t take away this moment. I love you. I love you, Brian.”
“We… we can’t…” Oh God! The feeling! This was not anything like being rubbed or a blow job. The juices from Hannah’s pussy were lubricating my cock as she slid up and down against me. Juices meant she had to be powerfully turned on as well.
“I won’t put it in. No penetration. But I’ve never felt this way, Brian. Even when you’ve rubbed my feet and kissed my toes, I’ve never felt it all connect together. Oh, Brian! Is this what it’s like? Is this what you’ve been feeling for me? I don’t know… I don’t know if I can stand it. I love you so much!”
She kept moving against me and kissed me with the passion that I’d first felt just yesterday morning when we were with Sarah. Of all the times for her love and passion to awaken. Just when it would all be taken from us. She moved forward and the tip of my cock caught against her little nub and she squeaked.
“Oh! So intense. It’s never felt this way.” I grabbed her butt, not just to have it in my hands, but to make sure she couldn’t accidentally smash down and push me into her. “I tried. Even when I saw Sarah do it and kissed her to help her, I never felt like this.”
“Hannah, I love you. What you feel is all the love I have in me for you. It’s not just the sex, sweetheart. I love you.” She kissed me again. Her nipples pressed into my chest and my own burned against her. I was holding her butt and helping her rub her clitoris up and down my cock. I was lost. I was in a state of ecstasy that I’d never approached before. If actual sex was better than this I’d die the first time.
“Oh, my love. Why didn’t I know? Why didn’t I understand? How can you stand to feel like this all the time? Oh, Brian, I never want to leave you. Please. Please don’t let me go.” Her mouth descended on mine for a third time and I knew there was no hope that I’d last any longer. She was whining in my mouth and it was mounting. Then she reversed her moan and was sucking the air out of my lungs. She slammed down against my cock and I could feel her clit as if it was trying to burrow into my tiny opening just when I erupted.
Hannah screamed, loud and long. She jerked forward and I grabbed her butt hard to keep her from sliding down on me as I kept spurting hot jets intermingled with the juices that were flowing from her pussy. She was pushing down harder and I would have lost the battle if she hadn’t passed out.
The End
Continued in
Living Next Door to Heaven #4: Deadly Chemistry
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