KABOOM!
The thunder clap and lightning bolt were simultaneous.
I don't know how long I was out, but when I regained consciousness, my head was cradled in Marion Simmons lap and Karen Zolton was kneeling beside me, holding my hand.
I was lying on the grass, just outside of Marion's bedroom.
My Harley Davidson was lying on it's side a couple of meters away.
Beyond that was the smoldering remnants of a massive Maple tree.
It was raining...hard.
As the fog in my brain subsided, I struggled to make sense of my current dilemma.
Slowly, I managed to piece my last memories together.
I had just turned into my friend's driveway. Then came the loudest noise and brightest flash of light I had ever known.
"I'll call an ambulance." Karen spoke.
Aside from the ringing in my ears, I felt no pain. "I don't think that's necessary."
"Let's help him up." Marion spoke.
The two young women assisted me toward the nearby open patio door to Marion's bedroom.
They sat me on her bed, and although my knee was throbbing, I was certain I had suffered no serious injury.
Marion left the room and returned moments later with a large towel and terry bath robe. "Dry yourself off. You can use Robert's robe. We're going to change."
My name is Trent Gallow. Robert Simmons is my best friend and Marion's twin brother.
Karen is Marion's BFF.
If our school had an official Nerd's Club, they would have been President and Vice President.
We were all 18, graduated from high school just a month earlier.
When the girls returned, I was dry and robed.
Marion was dressed in a short terry cloth bathrobe similar to the one i now wore.
Karen wore a colourful full length silk shift. I was pretty certain she had nothing on under it.
Karen's short red hair had been dried, but left messy. Her large hazel eyes sparkled when she smiled. She smiled a lot. The most striking feature of this petit teen was the large freckles that covered her face.
Karen reclined on Marion's bed with her hands behind her head. The thin silk fabric clung to her body, prominently highlighting her small breasts and pointed nipples. It was the first time i noticed that Karen Zolton was actually pretty cute.
Marion, on the other hand, was a green eyed blond, a little on the chubby side. She had just always been my friend's sister. I guess I had never given her a second look.
She sat leaning against the headboard with her knees tucked up to her chest, I was looking now.
From my prone position on the foot of her bed, her short robe did nothing to conceal her pretty pink pussy.
Karen's eyes got bigger as she noticed my penis swelling beneath my robe.
When she looked toward Marion, the reason for my arousal became clear.
"Uh Marion. You are kind of exposed." she chuckled. "You're giving Trent a boner."
Embarrassed, Marion turned and rolled on to her stomach now facing me, propped up on her elbows. The new position did nothing to diminish my erection, as I now had a clear view of her cleavage.
"I don't think that's much better." Karen laughed.
Out of the blue, Marion asked. "So Trent. Have you had a lot of sex?"
When I left the question unanswered, Karen spoke. "We know about you and Penny Stone after Grad. Has there been others?"
Penny had been my prom date. I was unattached and had not intended to even go to the prom. It surprised me when Penny asked me, but I said yes.
