• ✔ General ideas
• Will talk about her best friends (Smith, Betty and Katie) Might mainly be flashbacks
• Perhaps has an enemy who tries sabotaging her Online Newspaper. Hacking, changing facts, calling in fake news to be written. Perhaps this person actually loves Jade but Jade never knew the person's feelings towards her or just doesn't give a fuck regardless
• Was thinking Jade might have a one night stand with a girl in the future
• People to go out and party with or shopping buddies. Anything, really.
• Someone could hook up with Jade's brother or any of her main friends. Smith is a bit off limits though.
• Open to other ideas too! Don't be shy ;)

Song selection;

• History - Olivia Holt
• wet the bed - Chris Brown ft Ludacris
• criminal - Fiona Apple

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It's been a few days now. Jade and her two doggies are enjoying being in Seattle. Long walks around the neighborhood for the pooches. Fun times swimming and using the fitness equipment for Jade. Decorating the whole house, putting stuff away. It's been a hectic time. Jade texted Smith back a few days ago and they decided that today would be the best day for the both of them to get together.

"Why am I so nervous?" Jade asked as she was petting Lulu. Lulu just looked up at her and licked Jade's hand.

Jade threw open the door to her walk-in closet thinking about what to wear. She wanted to look sexy and sophisticated but still ready for whatever the night's weather had in store. Jade finally decided on what to wear and put the bare minimum of makeup on. She felt good.

Jade walked out of her new place with her car keys in hand. It's been years since she stepped foot in the bar, Knee High Stocking. It was on the other side of town from her condo but close to her Grandmother's house. Basically on the border of the next town over. Throwing her car in gear, she put on her favorite Seattle radio station. Jade couldn't help but think how ironic it was that History by Olivia Holt came blasting out.

She had history with Smith. A part of her thinks that she'll always have history with him. It all started out innocent. We were just kids. During my mom's pregnancy with Harry, I was sent to live with my grandmother for a few months. Smith Allen Francisco was one of the boys who lived across the street. He had four other siblings. I looked up to him. He knew how to be a son, a sibling. I was just a daughter. I learned a lot about family from being around him and his family. Told you it was all innocent back then.

// flashback

Too bad we didn't stay that way. When we were fifteen things were different for us both. I remember that one of my old friends told me that some kid in our class liked me. It made me happy. Like, really happy. The wet panties kind of happy. I didn't understand why that happened back then. That night I was hanging out with Smith. I kind of mentioned what happened earlier that day to him. I got a bit embarrassed and a little turned on when he told me that that meant I was aroused. Today, I still don't understand that reaction to that kid. I barely knew him - nevermind liked him. We just kept on talking about different sexual things. It was funny to talk about things like that with him. He mentioned how he touches himself. I got all the graphic details. He even went on to tell me about different techniques he read about online. Some he has tried and others he wanted to do or have someone do to him. I blushed when he got to that part. I felt arousal and lust all around us. My body inched closer to where he was sitting. My lips getting moist. He looked at me. Looked at me like I've never seen him look at me before. He was charged. To this day, I still can't get that look out of my mind. My heart was pounding but I managed to place my hand on his lap. Something stirred underneath. I knew what was going on under wraps. My parents and friends have mentioned sex to me before. Smith and I just had a long conversation all about sexual matters. I slowly started rubbing the cloth that bond us fully clothed. God, how hot and powerful I felt.

"Stop, Jade. You don't want this", Smith uttered out, huskily. His breathing increased. I guess it was too arousing for him since the next moment he jumped up and pinned me against the wall.

"Jade, I don't think you should be doing this right now to me." I tried telling him how much I wanted to pleasure him. He wasn't having any of it. Instead he told me how horny he was. How he's always wanted to touch me. Love me. Fondle my entire existence. He pleaded his case. The verdict was up to me. My pussy was throbbing. I didn't stand a chance on giving up what Smith was asking me for. It was up to me. I've always liked Smith. I trusted him to the core. I stood up. I remembered how my door was unlocked. I locked that motherfucker. As I walked back to where Smith was, I gracefully and hurriedly slipped my pants off. My pink lace thong gave away how wet I became. Smith nodded and wet his lips. In moments his hands were on me. Caressing my every folds. Cupping my breasts. Suckling. Biting. His fingers explored so much of me. I felt like one or both of us were going to explode. All of a sudden he stopped."I want you to touch yourself like I just touched you. Masturbate for me, jade."

And I did. I was scared at first. But I just kept repeating all the things Smith just did to me in my mind. I kept doing different speeds. Finding my own rhythm. Wanting him to be the one touching me again. I looked over at him while still pumping away with my fingers. He had his pants unbounded. His member at the ready. His own hands being greedy. During his playtime with my body, I knew I was on fire but seeing him in such a vulnerable act made me even wetter than I was. I heard my cries of passion come out even before I knew they'd escape. Smith stared at me. He was truly mesmerized about the way I was climaxing. The way he turned me into jello. I melted for him. He arched his torso up while fondling himself even more. Faster his hands went. His smooth rhythm unbalanced. He was frenzied. Cum splashed everywhere. I wanted him even more.

// back to reality

Jade made it to the parking lot of the bar. She didn't see Smith's car anywhere. She felt nervous still. On edge. Even a little sexual frustration in the mix. She ended up breaking up with her Boston boyfriend a few weeks ago. Now she was going to see Smith? It's been forever since they last hungout. Jade's mind traveled to the time that Smith taught her what masturbation was and how to do it. She had such pent up frustration. Without meaning to do anything but sit there and wait... her hands had other ways of passing the time. Her fingers kept going in and out. Just like the way that Smith did it millions of moons ago. She still thought about him whenever she touched herself.

Shit.. I accidentally deleted some of the story.. but basically Smith jumps on the car catching Jade in the act. One of Smith's friends is there too. None of them mention what Jade was doing. Thought she was in the clear. Jade gets really drunk. Smith didn't drink that much. Offers her a ride home. Only Jade ends up passing out in his car. He doesn't know where her new place is. Ends up driving her to Jade's Grandmother's house. Smith has jumped into Jade's bedroom window plenty of times.

And now back to the rest of the story!

He just wanted to get under the covers. To stay with her. Smith knew that would be impossible. He didn't think Grandma Harrison would like it. Hell, she didn't even know Jade was sleeping over - nevermind his drunken ass. He got up to leave but figured he'd write a note for Jade's sake. Luckily Jade still kept stationary and pens near the nightstand.

"It was wonderful being in your company again. I forgot how great it is. I didn't know your new address... say hello to Grandma Harrison for me.

P.s. She doesn't know you're here

P.s.s I know what you were doing in the car. I especially loved the pink thong. You have no idea how surprised I was to come upon you in that kind of state. I might have even had a little fun of my own in the bar's bathroom." - Smith