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call_me_snakeB. "If it were just sexual, would there be this kind of ease between us?"
Steven smiled at the Grace when she leaned against him. They were watching Romancing the Stone on VHS. His parents weren’t home and the fact hers did not know that was the case didn’t bother him at all. She was a friend, longer than Bill Taylor had been his friend. She wasn’t the prettiest girl at school though maybe she was the smartest. She was here because his own girlfriend was a bitch. How could she dump him when he asked her to the Junior Prom? Dump him for some jock asshole that Plissken was sure he beat the hell out of at the beginning of the year.
He tried not to let it bother him but it did. She was such a slut. She deserved all the hate he had. In Plissken’s mind he was wondering if Grace had a date yet. She had always gotten overlooked by the other guys though Snake spent plenty of time with her as friends. She did a lot of the same things Taylor and he did. She was a science girl and not afraid to get dirty. Steven appreciated that about her.
“Steven?”
Snake glanced over at the door to see his parents come in. He wasn’t going to get in trouble. He could have girls at the house. They could even stay overnight without too much coercion. His parents were very lenient but if he overstepped his bounds the consequences were harsh.
“Hello.” Grace looked over too smiling.
“Hi, mom.” Steven turned his attention back to the movie. Grace was still leaning her head on his shoulder.
“Steven.” His dad came over and kissed Grace’s cheek. “Good to see you Grace.”
She blushed despite the fact that Robert Plissken greeted every woman, every time he saw them the same way. His parents left them to take the groceries into the kitchen.
“Mom?” Steven called after her.
“Yes?” She stopped on her way to close the door.
“Is it alright if Grace stays?” He had no qualms about asking. The worst he would get is no. Rarely was he told no. At seventeen he could probably get away with murder if he asked first.
“Has she asked her parents?” His mom was very skeptical about that part.
“I can when the movie is over Ella.” Grace chimed in.
“If her parents say it is ok then she can.”
His parents left them to the living room and went out into the family room. He was glad for the way his parents treated him like an adult. Steven smiled and started tugging at Grace’s spring curls. He always did as a joke on what had happened to her when they were both a lot younger.
Grace leaned up and kissed his cheek. Despite being friends, more than once they had made out, tonight would be no different probably. Steven placed a playful peck on her lips and grinned knowing where this was going. She bit him for it. Even his girlfriend didn’t know about that weakness but Grace did and always used it against him. A second bite behind the ear and Steven started pushing her back on the couch. He didn’t get her down though before she ran off to his room. It was a game they played all the time. He liked to chase her around and she knew that too.
The door slammed and when he tried to open it frowned at the discovery that it was locked. He could hear her on the other side of the door giggling. Plissken looked over the door before going to get a screwdriver. A moment later the door came open. She squealed in the darkened room and then fell into more laughter.
“How did you do that?” She poked at his ribs forcing him to squirm away when he closed the door.
“My secret.” Steven taunted and gave her a playful push.
“Tell me.” Grace smiled deviously.
“Give me a reason.” Plissken leaned his back against the door wondering just what she’d do.
“I’ll undress.” She gave him a matter of fact tone that said she wasn’t joking.
Steven went silent. Grace had stayed at his house before. She had slept in his bed with him but always in pajamas of some sort. He’d actually never seen her in less than gym shorts and a tank top. He hadn’t even seen her in a bathing suit.
“Fine.” He finally answered watching her very carefully.
She pulled off her shoes and socks, then the jeans and finally her shirt. Steven wasn’t sure he’d seen most of it. She stood there in her bra and panties. A matching pinkish red set with a little black ruffle but she didn’t remove them. Despite being boyish, slender with little hips and small breasts she looked good in what she was standing there in.
“Tell me.” She insisted.
“What about the rest?” Steven couldn’t help being a seventeen year old boy in this moment. She was just a friend but a naked girl in his room was better.
“Tell me first.”
“I forced the door with a screwdriver.” He finally relented.
“How?” She inquired.
“That’ll cost you your bra.” It had gone back to a game.
She took it off and handed it to him when she walked over to the door. Plissken couldn’t believe she took it off.
“Show me how you did it.” She crossed her arms over her chest.
He opened the door and went into the hall followed by the nearly naked girl. That he might get in trouble for but he didn’t think much about it at the time. Plissken pulled the door closed and wedged the screwdriver in between the door and the molding. One firm hit with the heel of his hand and the door popped open. Grace went back in giggling. Steven followed closing the door behind.
“Is that how you broke into the school?” She inquired lying down on his bed.
“No.” He kicked off his shoes and joined her pressing up behind her; his chest to her back. It was how they usually slept if she stayed though he was back to remembering that she was usually dressed.
“Another trick?” She rolled to look up at him.
“Yes.” Plissken smiled at her. She was really a pretty girl comparatively though he hadn’t thought she was his type at all. His mind was back to an earlier thought.
“Grace?”
“Hmm?” She was curious at the change of subjects.
“Do you want to go to the prom?” He tried to sound serious but it came out playfully.
She thought he was joking. “What about Amber?”
“She’s going with that jackass from the varsity football team.” Steven lay back on the bed wishing he’d never started thinking about her again. He hated Amber and missed her too.
“She dumped you?” Grace was shocked.
“I guess.” He didn’t care and forced himself not to.
“I would but…..” Grace started to cry.
Steven didn’t know what to do with a nearly naked friend crying in his bed. She lay down against him and tentatively he held her.
“Grace?” He was worried. Did he blow this too? “What’s wrong?”
She sobbed, sniffled and stayed quiet for a bit. Plissken tried to think of any reason why she’d react like this. They made out so he wasn’t gross. He was cool and so she shouldn’t be embarrassed. He wasn’t seeing any one. She wasn’t seeing anyone. He couldn’t figure it out.
“We don’t have the money for a dress.” She finally said it once the sobbing got under control.
He had never realized money was that bad for them. It made sense kind of. He knew though he needed to recover from this.
“Um… how much are dresses?”
She shrugged. “Fifty?”
Steven thought it over and smiled. “I could buy it.”
“No.” She was going to cry again.
“No. Listen. Your birthday is four days after. You could say it was a birthday present.” He was totally grasping at straws to stop the crying.
She seemed to consider it for a moment before looking up. “You’d really do that?”
“Sure. Why not?” Steven saw no reason why it would be a problem.
The smile came back. “Thank you.”
“Are you going with me?” Steven asked again finally touching the bare skin of her thigh.
“Does it mean I’m your girlfriend?”
That caught him off guard especially the hopeful look he could see in her expression. Girlfriend meant something totally different than going to the prom with a friend because your ex was a slut. Steven looked her over and couldn’t see anything wrong with it as he pulled her over onto his chest.
“We’ll work on it.” It would risk his friendship with her but Plissken was certain he would never hurt her.
“Ok.” She laid down on his chest again.
A few minutes passed in silence before Steven had to say something. “Grace.”
She looked up at the strained sound in his voice. “What’s wrong?”
Plissken felt embarrassed to say it for some reason. Grace looked him over and laughed which only made it worse.
“I’ve got a naked woman in my bed! What do you expect?” He was too flustered by the ups and downs.
“You to have less on than me.” She kissed him and started tickling him again. Steven screamed and started wrestling her hands away as she pulled his shirt off. All the while he was too busy fending off her free hand.
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Steven smiled at the Grace when she leaned against him. They were watching Romancing the Stone on VHS. His parents weren’t home and the fact hers did not know that was the case didn’t bother him at all. She was a friend, longer than Bill Taylor had been his friend. She wasn’t the prettiest girl at school though maybe she was the smartest. She was here because his own girlfriend was a bitch. How could she dump him when he asked her to the Junior Prom? Dump him for some jock asshole that Plissken was sure he beat the hell out of at the beginning of the year.
He tried not to let it bother him but it did. She was such a slut. She deserved all the hate he had. In Plissken’s mind he was wondering if Grace had a date yet. She had always gotten overlooked by the other guys though Snake spent plenty of time with her as friends. She did a lot of the same things Taylor and he did. She was a science girl and not afraid to get dirty. Steven appreciated that about her.
“Steven?”
Snake glanced over at the door to see his parents come in. He wasn’t going to get in trouble. He could have girls at the house. They could even stay overnight without too much coercion. His parents were very lenient but if he overstepped his bounds the consequences were harsh.
“Hello.” Grace looked over too smiling.
“Hi, mom.” Steven turned his attention back to the movie. Grace was still leaning her head on his shoulder.
“Steven.” His dad came over and kissed Grace’s cheek. “Good to see you Grace.”
She blushed despite the fact that Robert Plissken greeted every woman, every time he saw them the same way. His parents left them to take the groceries into the kitchen.
“Mom?” Steven called after her.
“Yes?” She stopped on her way to close the door.
“Is it alright if Grace stays?” He had no qualms about asking. The worst he would get is no. Rarely was he told no. At seventeen he could probably get away with murder if he asked first.
“Has she asked her parents?” His mom was very skeptical about that part.
“I can when the movie is over Ella.” Grace chimed in.
“If her parents say it is ok then she can.”
His parents left them to the living room and went out into the family room. He was glad for the way his parents treated him like an adult. Steven smiled and started tugging at Grace’s spring curls. He always did as a joke on what had happened to her when they were both a lot younger.
Grace leaned up and kissed his cheek. Despite being friends, more than once they had made out, tonight would be no different probably. Steven placed a playful peck on her lips and grinned knowing where this was going. She bit him for it. Even his girlfriend didn’t know about that weakness but Grace did and always used it against him. A second bite behind the ear and Steven started pushing her back on the couch. He didn’t get her down though before she ran off to his room. It was a game they played all the time. He liked to chase her around and she knew that too.
The door slammed and when he tried to open it frowned at the discovery that it was locked. He could hear her on the other side of the door giggling. Plissken looked over the door before going to get a screwdriver. A moment later the door came open. She squealed in the darkened room and then fell into more laughter.
“How did you do that?” She poked at his ribs forcing him to squirm away when he closed the door.
“My secret.” Steven taunted and gave her a playful push.
“Tell me.” Grace smiled deviously.
“Give me a reason.” Plissken leaned his back against the door wondering just what she’d do.
“I’ll undress.” She gave him a matter of fact tone that said she wasn’t joking.
Steven went silent. Grace had stayed at his house before. She had slept in his bed with him but always in pajamas of some sort. He’d actually never seen her in less than gym shorts and a tank top. He hadn’t even seen her in a bathing suit.
“Fine.” He finally answered watching her very carefully.
She pulled off her shoes and socks, then the jeans and finally her shirt. Steven wasn’t sure he’d seen most of it. She stood there in her bra and panties. A matching pinkish red set with a little black ruffle but she didn’t remove them. Despite being boyish, slender with little hips and small breasts she looked good in what she was standing there in.
“Tell me.” She insisted.
“What about the rest?” Steven couldn’t help being a seventeen year old boy in this moment. She was just a friend but a naked girl in his room was better.
“Tell me first.”
“I forced the door with a screwdriver.” He finally relented.
“How?” She inquired.
“That’ll cost you your bra.” It had gone back to a game.
She took it off and handed it to him when she walked over to the door. Plissken couldn’t believe she took it off.
“Show me how you did it.” She crossed her arms over her chest.
He opened the door and went into the hall followed by the nearly naked girl. That he might get in trouble for but he didn’t think much about it at the time. Plissken pulled the door closed and wedged the screwdriver in between the door and the molding. One firm hit with the heel of his hand and the door popped open. Grace went back in giggling. Steven followed closing the door behind.
“Is that how you broke into the school?” She inquired lying down on his bed.
“No.” He kicked off his shoes and joined her pressing up behind her; his chest to her back. It was how they usually slept if she stayed though he was back to remembering that she was usually dressed.
“Another trick?” She rolled to look up at him.
“Yes.” Plissken smiled at her. She was really a pretty girl comparatively though he hadn’t thought she was his type at all. His mind was back to an earlier thought.
“Grace?”
“Hmm?” She was curious at the change of subjects.
“Do you want to go to the prom?” He tried to sound serious but it came out playfully.
She thought he was joking. “What about Amber?”
“She’s going with that jackass from the varsity football team.” Steven lay back on the bed wishing he’d never started thinking about her again. He hated Amber and missed her too.
“She dumped you?” Grace was shocked.
“I guess.” He didn’t care and forced himself not to.
“I would but…..” Grace started to cry.
Steven didn’t know what to do with a nearly naked friend crying in his bed. She lay down against him and tentatively he held her.
“Grace?” He was worried. Did he blow this too? “What’s wrong?”
She sobbed, sniffled and stayed quiet for a bit. Plissken tried to think of any reason why she’d react like this. They made out so he wasn’t gross. He was cool and so she shouldn’t be embarrassed. He wasn’t seeing any one. She wasn’t seeing anyone. He couldn’t figure it out.
“We don’t have the money for a dress.” She finally said it once the sobbing got under control.
He had never realized money was that bad for them. It made sense kind of. He knew though he needed to recover from this.
“Um… how much are dresses?”
She shrugged. “Fifty?”
Steven thought it over and smiled. “I could buy it.”
“No.” She was going to cry again.
“No. Listen. Your birthday is four days after. You could say it was a birthday present.” He was totally grasping at straws to stop the crying.
She seemed to consider it for a moment before looking up. “You’d really do that?”
“Sure. Why not?” Steven saw no reason why it would be a problem.
The smile came back. “Thank you.”
“Are you going with me?” Steven asked again finally touching the bare skin of her thigh.
“Does it mean I’m your girlfriend?”
That caught him off guard especially the hopeful look he could see in her expression. Girlfriend meant something totally different than going to the prom with a friend because your ex was a slut. Steven looked her over and couldn’t see anything wrong with it as he pulled her over onto his chest.
“We’ll work on it.” It would risk his friendship with her but Plissken was certain he would never hurt her.
“Ok.” She laid down on his chest again.
A few minutes passed in silence before Steven had to say something. “Grace.”
She looked up at the strained sound in his voice. “What’s wrong?”
Plissken felt embarrassed to say it for some reason. Grace looked him over and laughed which only made it worse.
“I’ve got a naked woman in my bed! What do you expect?” He was too flustered by the ups and downs.
“You to have less on than me.” She kissed him and started tickling him again. Steven screamed and started wrestling her hands away as she pulled his shirt off. All the while he was too busy fending off her free hand.
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