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We returned to kissing, with her grasping my butt with one hand as she gave me a hand job with the other. I broke my promise and cupped one of her breasts and felt her up. Zoe moaned into my mouth, and her grip tightened on my package. My sack started to contract, so I broke our kiss.

“I’m going to lose it if you keep that up. Is that what you want?” I asked.

Zoe just nodded, and I turned to point myself to the side so it wouldn’t get on her clothes. She kept stroking me and stared down between us as I reached the brink and found my release. Zoe was mesmerized by the show. When Mr. Happy finally quit jerking in her hand, she looked up at me in wonder.

“Would you like me to help you do the same? I’ll get dressed if you want,” I offered.

She shook her head.

“Are you sure? I’d love to help you,” I said.

Zoe bit her lower lip. I began to unbutton her shirt, and she didn’t stop me. She had on a sports bra that I quickly removed. I was amazed by how well-endowed Zoe actually was, at minimum a ‘D’ cup. I had visions of holding her breasts together as Mr. Happy slowly moved between them. I fell to my knees and began to worship her breasts. I’d always considered myself an ass man, but Zoe quickly made me a dedicated breast man.

Her nipples responded to my attention, and she was clearly discovering the joys of sex. I would have liked to play with her breasts all day, but I’d made her a promise. Zoe gasped when I stopped, and her mouth opened when I looked up at her and undid her jeans. I had to take off her boots to get her jeans off. Zoe was about to stop me, but I grasped her panties and pulled them off with practiced ease. I arranged my shirt as a makeshift blanket and laid her down. She had a thick bush.

Zoe let me push her legs apart and lower my head to her sex. I found it different eating a hairy peach, but I wasn’t complaining. It didn’t take long before she had an earth-shattering orgasm. I pulled my head from between her legs and took in the sight of my farm girl as she recovered. I knew that if I pushed it, we would be going at it like bunnies, but she had trusted me. I instead lay down beside her and pulled her on top of me. I kissed her forehead, and she rested her head on my shoulder.

I gazed up at the clouds and imagined a life with Zoe. It would be a life on the farm and service to others. I imagined us having a brood of children growing up in the outdoors. It would be a simple, uncomplicated life, one full of love and fulfillment. I gently stroked Zoe’s hair. I would have to be careful with her, or I would fall in love. That had been my problem too many times.

Zoe finally looked at me, and we kissed. She giggled when she felt me get hard again, but it was getting late. We got dressed and rode back to the farm. I helped her take care of the horses and then left.

On the drive home, I realized how much my time with Zoe helped me. The way I had acted last night wasn’t me. It made me think of Mike and the thoughts of revenge I had for him. All that negative energy seemed pointless. While Mike and I would never be friends again, it was a waste of energy to wish evil on him. There was much to be said about forgiving, but not forgetting. The forgiveness was really for you; it allowed you to move on. I felt sorry for Lydia. She would carry the guilt of what she did the rest of her life if she didn’t forgive herself and Ken for what had happened.

Zoe reminded me of my faith and how important it was in shaping me. I was glad I had apologized to Ken. The whole episode showed me I had a long way to go, but I knew I would eventually get there. I just hoped that each life lesson wasn’t so dramatic.

◊◊◊ Monday September 21

When I got to school, Halle, Brook, Zoe, and Pam were all waiting for me. They all looked at me expectantly, and I panicked. Who did I say hi to first? Did I dare kiss any of them? I held up my hand to stop them and suddenly had a brilliant plan: I called Beth.

“Who died?” Beth asked when she answered the phone.

“I don’t know, why?” I asked.

“Someone had to die for you to call me this early.”

“Oh, sorry. I’ll call back,” I offered.

“Don’t you dare, ‘stupid boy.’ Why did you call?”

“I have four women waiting for me on the school steps, and I’m not sure what to do.”

“Oh, this is worth waking up for. Tell me about them,” Beth said.

“You met Pam this summer. I think we’re friends who have benefits now and then. Halle is the actress I met last spring making my movie. We had sex for the first time last week. Brook is new to our school and is a lot of fun, but she might be too much fun. Finally, there’s Zoe, who’s a farm girl and was homeschooled until this year,” I explained.

“Do any of them think they’re your girlfriend?”

“Probably not.”

“What does that mean?”

“I don’t know,” I whined.

“Do you not like any of them?”

“They’re all very nice,” I said.

“Why did you call me?” Beth asked.

“Could you talk to them?” I begged.