Aprils Weekend

April looks at the street and sees nothing but calm and quiet.  She whistles.  The sound strikes the air and shatters the still.  April smiles.

"It's the weekend and my parents are on vacation - what to do?" she ponders.

April picks up the telephone and her phone number book.  She is going to make some calls to see if any of her friends want to visit her.


April puts down the phone - she has just made her last call and her throat is dry.  It has been an hour since and she has no one coming over to her house.  The excuses are various - homework, study, washing the dog, visiting a boyfriend; no one can come over.  April sighs as she runs her fingers through her hair - what to do?

April thinks about watching television, watching a movie, doing homework - but all ends up with a mood swell that has her reaching for an ice-cream in the freezer.

"What good is a weekend alone if you can't think of anything to do?"  she asks.

April shrugs and then she rubs her shoulder.  She feels silly having had gotten excited over having the house to herself when she can't think of what to do besides mope.

"Maybe I should take a walk;"  mutters April before she picks up her jacket and leaves the house.


April walks along the path to the beach.  There she sits on sand and looks at the ocean.  The tide is very beautiful to her eyes, and she wishes she could sit there forever.  But the setting of the sun brings the chills in her spine and April knows that she should go back home.  However there is a few people gathering to make fun of the night.  April watches them, and one of the guys in the cluster of people smiles her way.  April waves.  She is being very brave indeed and when the guy approaches she had tingles in her spine.

"Hey what you doing?"  asks Joe.

"Just sitting around;"  tells April with a smile.

"Want to come and party?"  asks Joe.

April smiles and shrugs.

"Want to come to my place?  I need to go home while it's dark;"

Joe laughs and rubs his tongue against his teeth.

"Want a ride?"  he asks.

"Yes I would like that;"  tells April with a smile.



The car is quiet on the ride home.  Joe concentrates on the road and at the right time he asks directions.  He surfs through the dark in a car that has tyres like wings.  Soon April is home.


April smiles at Joe who breathes a sigh of relief.

"Want to come inside?"  she asks.

"Okay;"  Joe mutters with a shrug.

April leads Joe inside and together they chat on the couch.  The talk is long,and soon they know little things about each other which they have told everyone a dozen times.


April scratches her head and then she laughs.  The world is dead quiet and her heart feels empty -  Joe is the only thing that is warm.  April wishes she knew what reasoning has climbed inside of her mind when she strikes up the idea that she should get Joe to give her a lay.  She is still a virgin but she has been putting things inside of her and she things it should be a calm ride into adulthood.

April pants as a nervous sweat breaks out behind her ears.  She feels the tension inside of her, and she leans away from Joe as she tries to knit her thoughts together.  Joe stares at her.

"What's the matter?"  he asks.  "Did I do something wrong?"  he asks.

"No;"  mutters April as she feels a wobble inside of her heart.  "I just want to know if you want to have sex?"  she asks.

Joe almost coughs as he raises his brows.  He wishes he could say no but the lights turn on and he nods before his tongue can talk.

"Of course;"  he mutters as he looks around.  "Here?"  he asks.

April nods before she slips off her underwear.  It's a super-easy task that takes seconds.  Joe however takes off his clothes slowly, and it takes five minutes before he is ready to join April.

April smiles as he approaches her -  it is time to have some real fun.


It's two am when Joe leaves the house.  April nibbles on her fingers as she looks out the window.  She had been hurt quite a bit, but she was able to use all of her strength to keep herself together.  April can feel the blow inside of her and she knots her brows.   She doesn't even know Joe what will happen if she becomes pregnant/

"Better not do it;"  she mutters before she heads for the bathroom to get some pills.

April finds contraceptive and then she smiles as she takes it.  Already there is a cramp that says that she is destroying her body, but she does not care.  April takes a shower, then she dresses and goes back to her bedroom to lay on her bed.

April looks at the stars outside - the night is so pretty she might almost smile to the stars.  Inside of her head she cannot smile -  she is concerned over what she had done, so she sleeps with a frown on her face.


The next day comes and goes like the wind.  April watches movies, then she reads magazines to keep her mind busy.  Finally Aprils parents come home and she expects things to return to normal.  But she does not feel normal, she feels different, and so she walks on a plank that is not set perfectly straight.  She knows she had changed, and she grows quiet as she nibbles on her fingers.





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