CHAPTER 2
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Two long days passed before Logan went to check on her. It was strange that she hadn’t called him and he was beginning to worry just a bit. Not so much that he wanted to hear all her problems again, but he didn’t want her to be hurt either. So he went to her house making sure her dad was gone before he went up and knocked on the front door.
Three knocks later Pam answered the door, looked around outside as if she were looking for someone, then pulled Logan into her home. As soon as he was inside she pulled him right upstairs to her room and shut the door behind them both.
“Hey… what are you doing here?” she asked him pushing him over to her bed.
He sat down nervously. It had been a long time since he had been to her house – much less up in her bedroom. Normally she came to see him.
“You seem distant,” Pamela said, curling her hair around her finger. “Something wrong?”
“I’m thinking of moving on,” Logan said. He couldn’t take his eyes off the wooden planks of the floor.
“It’s me, isn’t it? You don’t like me.”
“No,” Logan stepped forward then caught himself. He didn’t want to send the wrong signal. “It’s not that. It’s just…”
He had trouble finding the words. His eyes locked with hers, an unplanned moment, and an unexpected one. Inside, he felt himself melting. He didn’t want to say goodbye to her, but he couldn’t see himself dealing with the family drama his entire life either.
“I know,” Pamela said, casting her eyes toward the floor. “You don’t have to say it.”
She did know too. And he was right. Her family was a drag. She couldn’t remember the last time her father said something nice to her. To anyone, really. She had hoped that Logan would marry her and take her away from the family. Then they could live happily ever after, like a fairy tale.
She stood. Logan watched as she pulled her shirt off and dropped it to the floor, revealing her pert breasts. She was thin and short, more petite than most girls he knew but he always thought that she was really cute when she smiled which wasn’t often enough. Her dark green eyes and dark hair were the perfect matches in his eyes.
And now that he’d seen her breasts, their perky white flesh and pink n*****s made the whole package even more attractive. Before he knew it, she was standing in front of him completely naked, and he liked it. He liked the package a lot more now.
“Forget about them. Forget about everything else. What about me?” she asked him quietly.
Pamela donned a whole new shade of confidence, one that Logan had never seen before. It made her more attractive. Sexy even. He found himself moving closer, not even thinking about anything else. When he got close enough, he took her in his arms and passionately kissed her.
She fell limp in his arms and he liked that. Logan lay her gently on her bed, kissing her neck and collar bone, then moving his lips to her breasts and kissing them with the same gentle passion. He loved the saltiness of her skin and licked her n*****s slowly as he rubbed the skin of her back and sides.
Pamela lay there, waiting. She thought if she let him have her then he’d stick around forever. If he made love to her then he’d be in love with her for the rest of their lives. Logan just wanted to get laid.
He stood up and dropped his pants. “When’s your dad coming home?” he asked as he undressed.
She didn’t want to say it could be any time now. But she knew what would happen if her father caught them together. She was willing to risk it, but she wasn’t sure about Logan. Would he back down, pull up his pants, and go home if she told him the truth?
“Any time now,” was all she said.
The words fell out of her mouth on their own. She couldn’t imagine herself lying to Logan. She didn’t want to be taken that way. She wanted him to want her enough to risk his life for her. When he leaned over her a second ago and rubbed himself on her naked feminine parts she smiled inside. She knew it then, if he would risk her father’s ire for her it meant that he loved her too.
Logan took the challenge, kicking off his shoes, pants and underwear. Next, he pulled off his shirt before he jumped on the bed next to her. He quickly rolled on top of her, kissed her passionately and pulled her to him. The sharp pain of his shaft penetrating her was worth it but no sooner had he got as deep as he could go she heard her father’s car turn into the driveway and a horn blow. The neighbour’s dog began to yap, severing the moment.
Logan pulled out. Looking down at her he fondled himself a little, wishing he could have finished.
“Looks like we’ll have to take this up later,” he said, embarrassed about the whole experience.
Pamela said nothing. She looked up at Logan with lovelorn eyes, letting her nakedness show but she was mortified about the whole act. This was not what she had envisioned all this time whenever she had daydreamed about Logan. Already she was missing her virginity, but she knew in time that would pass.
Logan quickly got dressed and left her alone in her bedroom slipping out the bedroom window. She stood there alone and dressed, readying herself for the screaming match she was sure to have when her father entered the house.
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