1. I Dream of Angels: Part 3 - ALTERNATE ENDING


    Date: 1/4/2017, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Ass to mouth, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Hardcore, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Romance, Teen, Violence, Author: Sage_of_the_Forlorn_Path, Source: sexstories.com

    I came up with an alternate ending to the story and decided to post it. You can decide which one is more fitting. It was the first day after vacation, and everyone was following his or her morning routine. Angel and I were trying to figure out how we would survive the day without each other. “The tutor will be here at eight, and he’ll be home-schooling you for a few months while we figure out where you can go for a real education,” I said as I pulled on my backpack. “I’ll miss you,” she murmured while kissing me. We tried to ignore everyone watching us. My siblings, parents, and I went outside, with Phil, Emily, and I being driven to school by our dad. The February weather seemed especially cold, and I realized it was because I didn’t have my arm around Angel. As we drove down the bumpy driveway, I could feel my body becoming colder and colder with every inch of distance between us. But I was also in a good mood; I would be going back to school pain-free, and with Angel in my life, nothing in the world could hurt me. It was gym class and the subject of the day was station exercises. The gymnasium had been split up into areas, each with a different exercise or activity to be performed for a set amount of time. Arriving at the chin-up station, I jumped up onto the bar with gusto. I normally hated gym class with every fiber of my being, but my good mood and lack of pain was making me restless. “I thought you couldn’t be in gym class because of your cancer?” one of the other ...
    students asked, watching me move like a piston on the bar. “I found the perfect treatment.” After a dozen lifts, I finally jumped off and landed on the floor. My muscles were twitching from the relief of no pain. “Tom is coming back to school tomorrow, and I think he is going to kick your ass,” another student said as he started doing chin-ups. I chuckled and cracked my knuckles. “That punk has been home-schooled all this time for some minor injuries while I barely missed a day while being in endless full-body agony. What a coward. Whatever, if he wants to fight me, he can go ahead. It’s not like he can do anything to hurt me.” As the day wore on, I missed Angel more and more. I longed to look into her eyes, to hear her sweet voice, and to hold her in my arms. I would sit in class, looking out the window. Everything around me was drowned out, as she was the only thing on my mind. I was anxious as the bus got closer and closer to my house. The instant the bus stopped at my driveway and the doors opened, I bolted out, running as fast as I could. I ran up the long unpaved driveway, ignoring the cold. I didn’t even notice as my foot broke through the ice over a deep puddle and was submerged up past my ankle in icy water. I kept running until I got to the house and wrenched open the door. I took a step inside and Angel jumped into my arms, kissing me passionately. Funny, the two of us together reminded me of those old Calvin and Hobbes comics I used to read. “I missed you,” I said ...
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