Chubby Chaser

Chubby Chaser by Kahoko Yamada

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she grabbed her hooded pink jacket off the coat rack and her pink purse off the table near the door. “Okay, I’m ready.”
     
    Larry’s was a local fast-food restaurant that specialized in Philly cheesesteak sandwiches. Jason placed their orders through the drive-through window: he ordered two double Philly cheesesteaks (with onions and extra mayonnaise), a large order of fries, and an extra-large Coke for himself; and Emily wanted a garden salad with low-fat ranch dressing and a small diet Coke. Jason paid for the food and then parked in the restaurant’s parking lot.
    “Homecoming’s next week,” Jason said in between bites. “I was wondering if you wanted to go with me.”
    “Oh, didn’t Eric tell you? He asked me if I wanted to go to homecoming with him, and I already said yes.”
    Jason should have known something like this would happen. Emily was the hottest girl in school, and he’d always had guys going after his sloppy seconds, even his friends. Just as he was about to silently curse Eric’s name for beating him to the punch, he saw Emily’s lips curl into an impish smile.
    “I can’t believe you fell for that,” she said, laughing. “You should’ve seen your face.”
    Jason chuckled. “So I take it that means you’re still available?”
    She licked a drop of ranch dressing off the corner of her mouth. “Yes, I’m still available, and yes, I’d love to go with you.”
    “Coolness.” Jason finished the last of his fries.
    “You know, we’re the frontrunners for king and queen. Wouldn’t it be so awesome if we both won? I can’t wait until you see my dress. It’s this pink-and-blue spaghetti-strap dress I got from Macy’s. I’ll send you a pic. I was thinking you could get a powder-blue tux. That way we can both match. Oh, and you can get me a pink-rose corsage to match my dress. And . . .”
    Jason tuned Emily out, only adding an occasional “yeah” or “uh-huh” to show he was listening . He was stoked about homecoming, too, but all this girly shit was driving him insane. She went on and on about homecoming, her dress for homecoming, and the homecoming yearbook photos until he took her back home. He desperately wanted to tell her to shut the fuck up, but he had just gotten back into her good graces, and he didn’t want to do anything to screw it up—at least not until he had gotten everything he wanted to get out of her.
    “Well, this was fun,” Emily said. “Definitely one of the better dates I’ve been on. Hope I didn’t talk too much.”
    “No, no, you were great.”
    “You’re so sweet.” She leaned over and kissed him. Her lips tasted like peppermint this time instead of raspberries. All of a sudden, suffering through her incessant prattle didn’t seem so bad. Jason returned her kiss. He placed a hand on the button of her jeans to unfasten them, but she pushed his hand away.
    “I . . . I wanna take things slow this time.” Her voice was tender and apologetic.
    “I understand.” Jason sighed and gave her his best puppy-dog eyes to weaken her resolve.
    “Well, maybe just a hand job.” She resumed kissing him. One hand caressed his face while the other unzipped his jeans and undid the fly on his boxers. The combination of her soft, smooth lips; moist, warm tongue; and tight, velvety stroke made him come in eight minutes.

CHAPTER EIGHT
     
    Sara sped to her attic on Tuesday after school. She had an idea for a painting that was begging to be put to canvas, and she was happy to oblige. The painting was a surrealistic piece of a little girl crying on a moonlit bridge, her tears falling on a casket floating on the river below.
    The painting was a tribute to her late mother. Sara used black for the night sky, the river, the bridge, and the little girl’s dress; they represented the darkness that had enveloped her since her mother’s death. She used red for the casket and the girl’s hair; they symbolized the physical and the emotional bonds that she and her

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