Bessie's Dilemma Part Three

Jean opened the screen door and then an oak door and escorted Bessie inside. The modestly furnished house was neat and tidy and had a huge television in the living room. "Hey, are you hungry after that walk, we could raid the pantry for some snacks?" he asked her.
"No thanks Jean, I'm fine really," said Bessie looking up at him. Boy is he tall, thought Bessie. They walked over to the staircase and Jean yelled upstairs, "I'm home and I brought company, Sabine." No response was heard. Jean took Bessie's hand and led her up the stairs and when they got to the top you could here a lot of squeeking noises. Jean put his finger to his lips and led Bessie down the hall to a bedroom. The door was open and they went in. "This is my room, said Jean. Make yourself comfortable it seems Sabine and Scott are busy. Sabine's bed needs to be oiled as rough as she is on it." They both started laughing together. Bessie looked around the room and thought it was awfully neat for a teenage boy to be living in. She went over to a chair in front of a desk and sat down. "How long have you guys lived in Greatbend?" she asked.
"About three years now, he replied as he sat down on the bed. My parents moved Sabine and I out here from Canada. This was my Aunt's place, but its ours now. My parents stayed in Canada. I got into a little trouble at school when we lived there and brought attention from the authorities in Child Welfare. My mom thought it would be best if Sabine and I moved to the States until things cooled down a bit. My aunt got killed by a hunter last year and it's been just me and Sis since. I called my parents and they said since we were in school and all, that it would be better if we just stayed. We both were old enough to look after ourselves."
"Wow, said Bessie, It must be really cool not having anyone to tell you what to do, but don't you miss your parents at all?"
"Not in the way humans do, he replied. Our kind is used to being on our own from the age of ten. The folks gave us each debit cards and the accounts always got money, so food and shelter aren't a problem. The new Jeep out there belongs to us, we share it. I love it here. The forest is so big and beautiful, I just take my clothes off and run through it as a wolf. By the way, you know you have a big secret to keep, don't you?"
"Yeah its the biggest secret I'll ever keep, she replied as she looked into his eyes. You don't have to worry about me, I'm great with secrets. My parents don't even know I had a boyfriend, I never brought Jared home to meet them. For the most part, they're pretty cool, but I don't think they'de allow me to date. They still treat me like I'm a little kid and I hate that."
"Hey, why you sittin' way over there. Come sit by me?" he asked with a grin on his face. She smiled as she got up and walked over and sat on his lap. "Is this close enough?" she said looking at her lap as she was asking him. He reached over and put his hand under her chin and turned her face to meet his. "This is perfect," he responded and he moved in to kiss her. She met his lips and could feel his hand as his fingers went through her hair and cupped her head. Their lips touched gently and he lightly swept his tongue on hers. She opened her mouth to receive him and tasted his tongue as it moved in the confines of hers. She reached over and put her arms around his neck while exploring his mouth with her tongue. He tasted wonderful! He held her tightly as her breast crushed against his powerful chest. The fire that burned inside her spread through her entire body as her breathing became rapid. Just the way he was caressing her face gave her a longing that she'd never known before. She took her hand and stroked the back of his head, running his long hair between her fingers, it was so soft, silky unlike Jared's that felt greasy. He was different in so many ways from the other boys she'd been this intimate with. Every sensation she was feeling felt new. She was becoming aware of the hardness she felt against her thigh and was startled back to reality when he put his hand on her breast. He was rubbing it so gently and kneeding the mound, she could feel her nipple jutting up against the fabric that was her bra. Should she stop him now, she asked herself? Would he think she was a prude if she did. It felt so good, so natural and she wanted him to continue, she wanted him badly! And then everything stopped. "We should stop, he said, taking his hand off her breast. I'm three years older than you, I've made love before and I don't think I can stop myself if we go any further." He was looking deeply into her dark eyes and caressed the side of her face. She took his hand and brought it to her lips and kissed it. "I haven't let a boy touch me like that so early in a relationship before, she said softly, I can't explain why I let you. Everything I'm feeling right now is so different than I've felt before, so new. I'm confused and glad you stopped as I'm not sure that I could have, feeling this way."
"Some how, I knew that and that's why I stopped, he replied. We have all the time will ever need, no sense in rushing anything."
"Thanks Jean, for being so understanding, she said looking at the clock on the bed. I didn't realize how late it's gotten, I need to get home. Walk with me?"
"Sure, he said, but you have to get off my lap first." They both started laughing. She got up and they both went downstairs and out the front door. Bessie got her bike and they walked through the forest until they were a block from her house. Bessie put the kickstand down on the bike then through her arms around Jean and they kissed. He held her tight against him and each kiss felt like the first time. Bessie got home at exactly six o'clock.