Chapter I
Starting college... Turner knew college came with a lot of challenges. He never would have guessed the adventure ahead of him.
Let's back way up and give some detail.
The main man in this story is a fella named Turner. He grew up in a small town. He had a pretty good group of friends of all types that stuck together throughout school.
Throughout high school he was short and skinny. The girls that hung with our group never viewed him as much more than a friend. He dated a few girls here and there, had some fun with them but, nothing too serious. He had a good experience losing his virginity at a young age but that relationship didn't last. Probably how high school should be.
During those years, his best female friend was Zoey. He thought she was gorgeous. She had dirty blonde brownish hair; she was short at, about 5'4. She was slim but had that baby skin softness look to her weighing around 120 pounds. Her body had curves in the right places with natural firm round breasts and a round bottom to match. Everything on her seemed like it could fit perfectly in your hands. Her stomach was flat but not muscular, had the softness to it. She had a very pretty face but no feature on her body was better then something else. She didn't wear a ton of makeup and if she did it was more natural shades. However at times she wore black eye liner heavy on top and bottom and she looked like a vixen. Her potential was off the charts for what she could become in the future. At this point in time she was taken by a guy no one thought too highly of, Derrick.
Zoey saw Turner as a guy who was about 5'7, 140 lean and reserved and playfully picked on by all the other guys they grew up with. But as a guy who could take a joke and dish the shit right back at them.
Turner was the root of a lot of jokes because he was small and frail looking compared to the rest of them. Turner never was the captain of any team. He did his own thing most of the time. He helped out when needed and hung out in the back ground. Don't go too far with that. He was not a nerd or anything with no friends. He just wasn't ever in the big stage spot light.
Zoey and Turner were good friends. They always hung out together when they were with a group but rarely alone together. They got a long great always sharing smiles and laughs. A few years ago, Turner tried to take her out on a date. Let's just say it was like picking a fruit before it was ripe enough. So it didn't go anywhere and they stayed friends and he never tried again. Their senior year of high school they became close and comfortable enough to where they could get rather touchy feely with each other and the other wouldn't think anything of it, like a lot of people would. Slapping asses in school as they walked by and things like that. Turner liked the relationship they had. He wished it would be something more but was content with it because he respected her and that meant respecting her relationship. Even if he didn't like the guy she was with.
As high school came to a close, everyone began planning their separate ways. Some small groups of friends stuck together going to the same school and others went off on their own. Turner decided living with his brother Steve, and going to a technical college was the most affordable bet for him. It was a town called Huntsville, about an hour and half away from their hometown, so he could avoid his parent's casual stop in.
Zoey had told him that she was going to the University at the Capitol to begin a nursing program. He was happy for her but, at the same time the Capitol was about 3 hours away from where he planned on going to school in Huntsville. He knew it would be a stretch to see each other. And even more of a stretch if she was still with Derrick. He had already heard him accept a scholarship at the same University.
Graduation day came. Zoey approached Turner at the ceremony. She had on her cap and gown showing more cleavage then usual through the V opening in the gown. She had high heel wedges on making her show more leg off. Turner began to think her gown was shorter then everyone else's. He thought about how good she looked and how he would miss seeing that every day. He shook it off now realizing he was probably staring as she was walking right up to him.
She looked at him and smiled. She said, "Looks like we're all grown up now." He looked at her, smiling back and then said, "Oh, the real game is just beginning." She looked into his eyes for a moment that seemed to linger longer than usual. She broke away and looked at the ground. Turner could tell something was on her mind.
Zoey said to him, "I... want to see you, you know this summer..." They stepped closer to each other to where they were almost touching. Turner felt some boldness in him that he generally never feels. She had a spring time scent to her and a shimmer on her skin. He stepped in, held her hand with one hand and wrapped his other arm around her waist. The silk gown felt good under his fingers. "We will, don't worry." He said to her.
His hand slid lower beyond her hip, feeling the tight string of her underwear and nothing else. She gave him a surprised little smile. He pulled her in closer feeling the swell of her breast against him. Squeezing her hip a little more and looking at her deep cleavage, he said to her, "Do you only have on a bra and underwear?" Zoey gave a coy smile and said, "Wouldn't you like to know."
This was a side of Zoey he hasn't ever seen. She looked vulnerable and at his will. He felt feelings come up that have not surfaced for years, some heat between the two of them. He could not understand why though, why now. Was it because the transition they were about to go through? He didn't know. He knew her relationship with Derrick was unusual because of how demanding he was to her but he didn't realize it had gotten this bad.
Turner then heard Derrick yell at Zoey, "let's go!" A look of fear crept across her face. "Why are you with him?" Turner said to her.
She gave him and unsure look and backed up. They released each other and Turner watched her get pulled away. Derrick was such a douche, plain and simple. He must beat her and that's why she stays with him, Turner thought.
Turner thought to himself, who knows, maybe I'm the crazy one miss reading this whole situation.
Chapter II
That night at the end of the year party Turner was there with the guys he hung with. There were hundreds of people there in this huge beautiful valley lined with granite rock walls and a pond in the middle. There was loud music, spot lights, rope swings, jumping platforms, you name it they had it. It was hot and the clothing there was very sparse. Some people were drinking booze but not everyone. There were girls in bikinis looking at and girls who had no business wearing a bikini. Then there are girls on the sidelines wearing skimpy summer tops and skirts with guys surrounding them; trying to woo their attention.
Turner saw Zoey earlier when he arrived. She was standing across the pond with Derrick. She had an unhappy look on her face from what he could tell; however, her skin was Sunkist tan and she looked good. She had a frilly white skirt on that had an open seam up her thigh and a triangle hot pink bikini top on. They were standing by a rope swing and Derrick was trying to get her in the water. Finally giving in, she turned away to take her skirt off. She bent at the waist as she lowered the skirt, pushing her but out for anyone looking to see. She had a scrunch butt matching hot pink bikini bottom on that rose high on her checks and accentuated her curves well. Turner had to wipe the drool off his face and get in the water himself to cool off and to hide his growing arousal. He got mixed in a crowd playing Frisbee in the water and didn't see her again.
