CarlyConners
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For as long as anyone could remember, they had been collectively known as the Conners Girls...
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Sammi, Melody, and Carly, now ages 20, 38, and -- just this very day -- 18, respectively.
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For as long as anyone could remember, they had been collectively known as the Conners Girls...
https://i.imgur.com/qePmyoi.jpg?1
Sammi, Melody, and Carly, now ages 20, 38, and -- just this very day -- 18, respectively.
They'd spent the last hour or so preparing for, then sitting for their annual family photograph. (It had been almost three years since Robert Conners had died in a car accident, leaving the family pic all female in nature.) Both of the girls were getting antsy about finishing up.
But, for different reasons.
Samantha -- aka Sammi -- had a beau anxiously waiting for her. She'd been dating a classmate from university for ... well, who knew, actually. Melody's elder daughter wasn't always the more open of the two girls when it came to her personal life. Often Sammi brought her current boyfriend to the family home for dinner, only to find show up with a boyfriend the other Conners girls hadn't expected.
Carly, the younger daughter, had shopping to do! The trio were beginning their annual three week vacation tomorrow. Because of that impending departure date, Carly had celebrated her 18th birthday this past Saturday. She had things to buy. And now after her party, she had a fist full of gift cards. There were a lot of things to buy: clothes, sunglasses, a new camera ... more.
That more included lingerie. This vacation, Carly was finally going to lose her virginity! And she wanted to look sexy for the event. Carly had made a deal with her mother clear back when she was 13. Her mother had asked her to retain her cherry until she'd graduated and turned 18 both. In return, Carly had asked for two things: birth control at the appropriate time and for a promise to be explained at a later date.
Melody had reluctantly agreed to both. And for 5 years, she had increasingly worried that that promise would be one she couldn't keep ... or wouldn't want to keep. Then, three months ago, Carly had made her request. "Kevin's going on vacation with us."
Kevin Taylor had been Carly's boyfriend since just after Christmas Break. Their relationship had evolved slowly. Kissing in January. Groping in February. March brought the grinding of groins. Kevin's hand inside Carly's bra mid-April. Prom Night in May he asked Carly to go all the way. She'd fended him off with a promise: you'll have me on vacation, 'cause you're going.
Ironically, Carly wasn't the only one who wanted to bring a beau. Sammi had made it clear that if Matt couldn't go, she wasn't going either. After several days of contemplation, Melody reluctantly agreed.
"We're done here," the photographer told the Conners Girls. They reviewed the shots and picked three favorites. "I'll have the proofs for you when you get back."
The trio headed out. Barely outside the studio, they went their separate ways: Melody back home, Sammi to her waiting boyfriend's car, and Carly to her own car to go lingerie shopping with a girl friend. Carly was looking at thong-panty sets when her phone chimed with an incoming text from another friend:
Check Paulie's FB page.
The message was rather cryptic. Carly was in the process of doing so when another text from another friend chimed in:
OMG, I'm so sorry CC.
Call me if you need to talk.
Call me if you need to talk.
What the fuck? she thought. She returned to bringing up Pauline Parker's Facebook page. Paulie had been one of Carly's chief rivals throughout their years in school. Carly couldn't despise the bleach blonde with naturally massive boobs and shapely thighs that seemed to automatically part upon request.
When Paulie's page opened, Carly's eyes opened wide in horror. There was the Super Slut of Sommerville High in a selfie ... in her bra and boy shorts ... in bed ... with Kevin. Kevin Taylor. Carly's Kevin Taylor! It couldn't be; it was a hoax. Photoshop. Carly studied the image for the longest time. As she did, several more texts came in from friends who had seen or heard about the picture. Carly ignored the messages. She couldn't respond. How would she respond? It wasn't real, and until she could prove that it wasn't--
Then, her cell sounded with Kevin's personalized ring tone. Carly snatched up the phone and tapped the screen. The message caused her to instantly burst out in sobs:
Sorry.