Special Secrets
"Thank you. I'm gonna try and sleep now." Zac told his
girlfriend.
"Okay. Bye Baby." Kait said. She kissed his cheek and hopped
off of Tay's bed.
"Kait?" She turned back. "You look very beautiful." She
smiled.
"Sleep tight sweetheart." She walked out of the room and went
next door to our room where Tay and I were.
"Okay Tay, I think you should leave now." I said.
"Why?"
"Cuz Kay and I have to talk."
"Well, how's Zac?"
"He said he's fine, but his head is really warm, and he's really
tired. He has excuses for everything of course."
"Okay. I think I'll go visit Ike."
"It's raining."
"Oh yeah. Crap. Maybe he's at Abby's or something." Tay left.
Kait climbed back into her bed and layed down.
"Now, tell me everything."
"EVERYTHING??"
"Well, how'd you get cum all over you?"
"Well, Zac was showing me his cock again, and then we were
kissing, and I was kind of touching him, and he got a boner."
"Just right there in the open?"
"Yeah."
"What'd you do then?" Zac suddenly burst into the room.
"Kait!! STOP! Don't tell everyone! GOD!!" He ran from the
room.
"ZAC!" She chased after him. She ran to his room and into the
bathroom where he was squatting beside the toilet in the
bathroom.
"Go away!" He started to vomit.
"Zac, Honey." She held his hair back and squatted beside him.
He tried to push her away, but another wave of sickness came over
him and she put her arm around him. Zac gave up and let her help
him. When he finished, she flushed the toilet and helped him lean
up against the wall. She stood up and got a washcloth. She
dampened it and squatted by Zac. As she wiped his face, Zac stared
into her's.
"How could you do that?"
"What?"
"Tell."
"I'm sorry. I just tell her everything. She saw my pants, so I
had to tell her."
"But it was OUR day. It was special."
"It still is." She smoothed his messy hair. "I'm sure you tell Tay
stuff."
"Not that."
"No, not that, but other things." Zac closed his eyes and
leaned up against the wall more. "Do you wanna sit on my lap?"
He opened his eyes and nodded. Kait held out her arms. Zac
climbed into them, laying his head on her chest. She gathered him
up in her arms the best she could. "Zac, I don't think you should go
to California tomorrow."
"Why not?"
"You're sick."
"I'll be better."
"No you won't."
"I just ate something wrong. I'll be fine."
"We'll see."
"You sound like my mom."
"Well, someone has to take care of you." She kissed the top of
his head. Zac was almost sleeping when I came in.
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