Novel & Cerita Seventeen : Hit The Road

Then he moaned, "Oh yeah...road head...fuckin' love this...just...just like that first time at the movie...or driving to Paige's...or...fuck, that time in my parent's drive...ohhhh...you fucked me over the car...oh god, yessssss!" I kept working his cock, but he kept talking, "Oh...Rob...Rob...keep that up...yeah...yeah...this's our thing!" He laughed a little, "On the road, along the road, road sex is kind of our thing." Then he started singing, "On the road again...just can't wait to get on the road again...again...and again!"

We were blasting, Icona Pop whilst dancing in his living room. "I got this feeling on the summer day when you were gone, I crashed my car into the bridge, I watched, I let it burn", I sang. "I threw your shit into a bag and pushed it down the stairs I crashed my car into the bridge, I don't care!" he chimed. Then together we started singing, "I love it, I don't care! ...You're on a different road, I'm in the Milky Way You want me down on Earth, but I am up in space You're so damn hard to please, we gotta kill this switch

My love is yours if you're willing to take it Give me your heart 'cause I ain't gonna break it So come away, starting today Start a new life, together in a different place We know that love is how these ideas came to be So baby, run away, away with me Seventeen and we got a dream to have a family A house and everything in between And then, oh, suddenly we turned twenty-three Now we got pressure for taking our life more seriously We got our dead-end jobs and got bills to pay Have old friends and know our enemies Now I, I'm thinking back to when I was young Back to the day when I was falling in love He used to meet me on the Eastside In the city where the sun don't set And every day you know w

Be careful on the road. I looked at the message and did not reply. Just then, my phone rang. It was Tristan. I hesitated for a few seconds, then answered. His voice was quiet. "I'm nearby. Can I see you for a moment?" I looked downstairs. He stood beneath a streetlamp, wearing a black coat. The fog blurred half his outline. It reminded me of years ago, when his startup had failed, and he stood downstairs at my place, lost, yet stubborn. Back then, I had run down and hugged him. Now, I only said, "Alright."

I drove for like 5 minutes before i met with traffic. "Damn, i don't know what the government are doing that they aren't even taking the reconstruction of this road serious." I mumbled to myself, then turned on the radio, and sang along to the rap song they were playing. Drip too hard, don't stand too close You gon' fuck around and drown off this wave Doing all these shows, I've been on the road I don't care where I go, long as I get paid Bad lil' vibe, she been on my mind

“Don...that’s drunk driving!” “Drunk driving?” he hissed, eyes blazing with bloodshot fury. “Fuck the rules. I only want Aria.” The engine howled. He pushed the car past its limits, racing through empty roads until the world blurred into nothing. At the edge of the wilderness, he finally braked. And his shoulders shook. And the Don...the man who could raze empires...broke down and cried.

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Genevieve played the music in the car and then started singing. "You are sixteen going on seventeen Fellows will fall in line Eager young lads and rogues and cads Will offer you food and wine You need someone older and wiser Telling you what to do I am seventeen going on eighteen I'll take care of you." Genevieve giggled at his singing and now it was her turn to sing. "I am sixteen going on seventeen And I know I am naive Fellows I meet may tell me I am sweet And willingly I believe"

They wished me in unison with whistles and hoots. Ohh fuck, I forgot, it is my birthday... I turned Seventeen today. Uhh, happy seventeenth birthday Ryley! Tbc...