Like many of my little secrets that are purged into the light without warning, this shouldn’t come as a surprise:
I was walking on the pavement where James had dropped me off in his silver sedan from school and Analeigh (Ana-ley) my evil-bitch-first-class sister was standing stiff by our black iron fence, her arms crossed and eyes wide.
I hesitated to walk close and even get into the house, I thought of running around from here to China! She is going to kill me. She warned me about James.
It is the LAW in all of Boston that:
number 1. Do not touch her things.
number 2. Do not touch her things.
and
number 3. in case you forget, Do not touch her things.
Those rules probably include BOYS she LIKE.
But LO! I was walking past her…I could feel her evil, puncturing stare from behind and is actually waiting for a gruesome attack but there was NOTHING… It felt all the more scary that she was silent. A silent Analeigh is a deadlier Analeigh.
(2 weeks later….)
“Decoy”
“Definition: Anything intended to lead into a snare; a lure that deceives and misleads into danger, or into the power of an enemy; a bait.”
Downstairs the house is being overturned to become a grand ballroom for Analeigh’s 18th birthday. Like all Filipino lass, she is going to experience a once-in-a-lifetime debut to womanhood… I’m 15, that is 3 more years for me BUT I’m already a woman, James made me.
I must leave this place, I wont be able to study here from all the noise and learn more interesting words such as Decoy…
I went back to my room and gathered my study things put them in my bag and quickly braided my hair to the back.
“be back in 2 hours, mom!”
Mom didn’t even hear me.
I hiked up my skirt and rode my red bicycle with a basket on the front for my things. I pedaled smoothly beyond ornate, old buildings of Boston, Massachusetts, 1998 and halt to a stop at the public library.
It was peace on earth again, a far cry from the maddening crowd in the house who were all busy for tonight’s party.
My notebooks were in place on a table and I began walking through the tall shelves tapping a pencil on my cheeks, smelling old paper and old chair upholstery. The room is yellow lit and heavy on the eyes, I could get lost in here and sleep through a whole week and no one would find me. This is a jungle of knowledge, I’m getting excited.
At 15, although I admit to be quite mature in thinking and dressing up, I still do day-dreaming and pretending to be someone else, like a lost princess in the middle of a forest and a prince would rescue me…
“Katy…” A firm, solid arm grabbed me from the waist and I had no time to react.
The arm took me to the back of the American History shelf and the face started kissing me.
“what the fuck…James” I got hold of the 1776 book by David McCullough and stomp it on his shoulder.
“I followed you” …He was smiling just like my prince in my day-dreaming earlier and took the pencil out my fingers.
“ok…so? what are you doing here?”
A 25-year old man like James who is gorgeous beyond words like Johnny Depp has better things to do than be in a public library.
His lips were tracing circles on my neck…
“we can’t do it here”
Instead of backing off and moving on with life.
He pressed himself on me, lifted my chin and his lips parted softly of mine, brushing gently with his tongue. I was melting in with his very hot kisses that I slowly dropped the book and touched his face.
He is warm and I like the softness in his touch.
“Do you mind?…” His hand with the dull side of the pencil started to move under my skirt, tracing gentle lines on my thighs.
“no…”
He moved the pencil to touch the moistening slit under the fabric.
“I mean no…we can’t do this in here..”
“ssshhh…” His hand silenced my lips.
He turned me around facing a bookshelf, his left hand over my lips while his right has moved the pencil over my panties to the insides, it found my soft flesh moist and plump. He used the pencil to tease the creases, deep and out the slit…my throat felt like escaping a cry but I cant…his hand was over my mouth and we were in the library. Silence is a must.
“cum Katy…” he whispered in my ear.
I shook my head NO! He gripped my mouth hard, the pencil went sliding over my clit and the shaft slithering on my wetness.
“mmnn..shit James…” my throat dry with urgency…
He was moving the dull tip of the pencil in delightful strokes that my body started to tingle all over. In a moment of reckless frenzy he was moving the pencil stupidly fast. I was gasping on every stroke and my knees were weakening that he held me from the waist so I wont fall… I turned to meet his face…
“…James, come over to my house now” my eyes closed, feeling very hot with young LUST.
===
We slipped past busy people in the house carrying about tall vases of flowers and pink balloons, no one even noticed us climbing the stairs and into my bedroom.
Our clothes didn’t have to come off, I wriggled out of my panties and sat on my wooden study desk with my back against the wall, my hands were gripping the edge, legs folded on the sides exposing my pussy that’s just hitting puberty, I was horny as a teenage girl could be…
“…shit fuck this pussy James….”
THE LOOK in my eyes were luring him to take this girl into his arms and rip her…
James was smiling evil and the cock plunged into me like a massive, invasive object into the folds of my moist, plump, virginal flesh.
“…ah James…” I cringed in surprise of how his cock had grown so “FAT” in a matter of minutes, with its nerves throbbing in me…“ahh…” His body moved in humping motions, his hands gripping the sides of the desk while I wrapped mine over his neck, my eyes were fluttering and lips parted escaping gasps.
“katy...” his voice raspy in my ears, brushing his lips over my neck.
Our bodies moved rough around each other that the desk started to rock noisily…
“fuck you little bitch…” his hips pounded madly.
“yeah…fuck this little bitch James….fuck it!”
The back of the desk was rocking back and forth the wall, along with the pumps James was making over my fragile, teenage body, he was obviously enjoying this…
His groans were low and was biting his lips…
” James… let me cum, let me cum…”
His body rocked furious, I could feel his cock sliding in and out the wet hole swiping ticklish nerves around. I was delirious and happy, I wanna cum….
I closed my eyes, feeling it…
“….”mmm… shit”
Wave after wave of pleasure is coming more and more intense….
” cum Katy…”
My hips rocked on him, around…and around….
“…I’m there James…almost… there…”
He plunged me deeper and deeper, not wanting to lose the small knob he found that gave me shivering pleasure each time his cock brush it….
“mmm…James…James….James…” Hot, wet, filmy white juices flushed out my pussy and the waves of pleasure went on and on and on like an ocean in my belly….
I orgasm-ed like little bitches should.
“ah! fuck…” James’ cock tightened and pulsated. He slipped it out and over my soft belly he released his cum.
It was a beautiful QUICKIE.
===
Cleaning up ourselves…
James zipped himself up and I fixed my skirt back to modesty. He stroked my face and looked sincerely into my eyes he said, “I will always be here for you Katy…” like the child that I was, I believed him.
Off he went downstairs, little did I know that Analeigh, my sister went curious around the halls of my bedroom and had seen James coming out … that was the END OF ME, it’s strike two…
But then, hours came by and no signs of Ana progressing with her devious plots against me...hmmnn…that is awfully weird but awfully scary.
I am wondering why she hasn’t done anything to kill me yet, knowing that I’m doing James and she liked James, it was obvious that I’m a ruin in the making 
Well…while waiting for my Armageddon, I decided to hop on my red bicycle again to get some french fries. The house is immaculately decorated and ready for Analeigh’s 18th birthday party.
I wheeled myself to the curb and dropping the bike on the sidewalk. I fixed my skirt, feeling a sting in between my thighs, “that was a hard fuck”, I thought so innocently. Only to see James and a brunette girl in his arm walking happily on the same sidewalk, I died.
“Katy…” His smile is frozen fake. So surprised to see me as I am surprised to see him…and this….this…
“um…this is Mona” He gestured on the pretty tall brunette girl that has millimeter eyebrows.
“oh hi Katy, I heard so much about you…why, she’s a darling in person” Her voice was kinda singing like in a musical.
I couldn’t react, my face was stiff and I wasn’t moving. I wanna cry in my socks…
“are you okay dear?” Mona is very irritating.
“a…I’m alright, yes…”
“darling let’s take Katy inside, it must be the sun”
James took my elbow and I swiped it away, my eyes are ready to cry. I was feeling so betrayed and so let down, I wanted to slit both of their necks and run them over with my bicycle!
We sat in one of those wooden tables and they ordered me a fruit shake. James had to explain…
“So Mona here is my fiancee”
The very irritating Mona is smiling and craning her neck.
I nearly spat all of my fruit shake across the table. cough.cough.
“your what??”
“Honey, James and I are getting married…” She took out her left hand and flashed her diamond ring over to my face.
That’s it, I must go. James is an asshole and there are no words for it.
“I should go…um…’should get fixed for the party tonight”
“sure…yes, yes. We will be there tonight”
Mona was a nice woman with bad decisions in men!
Instead of going straight outside the door, I couldn’t take the pain outside anymore…I had to cry.
I walked in the ladies room and started crying…
“Katy Katy”….the singing voice.
I turned around to see Mona, her face smiling bitch-style, putting out a lipstick from her hand bag.
“You are just a kid, honey… you will never have James, such a poor thing…dear Katy, you are young and reckless. I know all about you…”
My anger has taken all of my energy, I couldn’t move, couldn’t speak.
I’m so stupid…
“You Ain’t Woman Enough to Take my Man…” she smiled with her freshly touched up red lips.
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Dear Diary,
I cried all night and Ana’s party was a drab for me… I wore a yellow beaded gown and was feeling like a lemonade. I hate everything today. James is such an asshole….I met his fiancee today, Mona…she has a singing voice that annoys me, she is right… I Ain’t Woman enough to take HER man…
Is the little bitch finally going down???
nope. I dont think so…I must learn a few moves from that Mona…she is a true bitch.
Love,
Lil’ ” bitch-in-training” Katy
PS
My favorite word now is: DECOY.