Finding The Perfect Girl (A Tre Cool Story), chapter 13
A month later, Cloe was over and they were talking about jobs and future jobs. Billie didn't want his job to change (being a famous guitarist was his dream), Mike wanted to be a lawyer, and Tre wanted to be an astronaut. It was Cloe's turn.
"I want-"
"To be the minority?" Tre interrupted.
"No, I don't."
"Need your authority?"
They all laughed.
"No, I wanna be a famous model slash acoustic player slash singer," Cloe said.
"You already are," Tre said.
"Well, more famous."
"You already are."
"Aaargh! Nevermind, Tre."
"What? To me, you're a model, a great guitar player, and an awesome singer! How much better could your life get?"
Cloe thought. "I guess I do have my life's dream- I'm not officially a model though, but... to some people I am," she winked at Tre.
"Let's do something, I'm bored," Billie broke in. "How about we go outside in the backyard?"
"Sounds good, I'll go get changed into something more loose, I don't want to get these clothes dirty. Can I borrow a long t-shirt and some shorts from someone please?" Cloe said.
"I'll provide the clothing," Tre exclaimed before anyone else could reply. "I'm the smallest anyways."
"Tre, you're not small!" Billie said jokingly, motioning towards Tre's crotch area.
"Well, not there anyways." He grinned and went to go grab Cloe something.
Tre came out with some clothes, and without looking at them Cloe went into the bathroom and tried them on. She pulled on the shirt, went to go grab the shorts- and there was a thong in the pile! What, did Tre want her to have it on so he could sex her in the park? 'No way that's happening!' Cloe thought. She looked at it more closely though, and found that it was brand-new- it still had the tag attached, and it was black with a rhinestone heart. Tre must have bought it for her, probably at LaSenza or some adult toy store. Cloe tried it on, and surprisingly it fit- but how did he get her size? Maybe that was why she found Tre in the guest room (her room when she was there). Cloe put it away with her clothes, and stored them in her room, making sure she would remember to put her personal stuff where Tre couldn't reach it.
Cloe came out into the kitchen, where the boys were getting ready to go. Tre was in the hallway, and as she walked up to him he looked at her. Tre went behind her.
"So if you heart me, wanna sex?" he whispered in her ear, licking her neck.
"What? Where's it say that? Oh!" Cloe said, looking down at her white shirt. It did say 'I HEART YOU' in big bold letters. She giggled as Tre put his hands on her sides and brought her closer, and started to slowly drag his tongue across to her ear.
"Stop it, Tre!" she said, giggling.
"Only if you sex me."
Cloe groaned. "Later, Tre. Not now."
"Awwwwww, why not?"
"Geez, we're going to the backyard, not the bedroom!" Mike interrupted as he came out of the bathroom and pushed past.
"Oh, really? I thought we were! Sorry if that offends you," Tre said casually. They headed out the door.
Outside Tre took out the sprinkler. "I wanna play a fun game. Know what it's called?" he said.
"Oh no..." Billie and Mike groaned.
"What?" Cloe asked.
"Water freeze tag! You try to shoot someone with the water hose and if you get them they have to freeze. And the person who's it can't move, but they can turn around," Tre said as he turned on the hose.
"Sure! It is summer after all, and it's boiling," Cloe said.
"I'll be it," Tre said sneakily.
Once they started playing, Tre would hit Billie and Mike hard with the water, and spray Cloe lightly but only near her breast area. Unfortunately, she was wearing a black bra, and it showed through her shirt. "Hey that's not fair, I'm all wet now," Cloe said.
"That's the point. Wow, sexy bra. If your shirt's too wet, you can take it off, you
know..." Tre said.
"That's okay, thanks," she replied.
Later when they came in everyone was soaking wet.
"Ahh, that was refreshing," Tre said, after being dared to dump a bucket of water on his head (he did it). They all grabbed towels from the bathroom. There were only three.
"You can use mine first," Tre said to Cloe.
"You sure?"
"Ladies always come first."
"Aww thanks, that's sweet."
Tre thought, 'Yeah, I've been looking for the perfect girl. And I've found her.'
"I want-"
"To be the minority?" Tre interrupted.
"No, I don't."
"Need your authority?"
They all laughed.
"No, I wanna be a famous model slash acoustic player slash singer," Cloe said.
"You already are," Tre said.
"Well, more famous."
"You already are."
"Aaargh! Nevermind, Tre."
"What? To me, you're a model, a great guitar player, and an awesome singer! How much better could your life get?"
Cloe thought. "I guess I do have my life's dream- I'm not officially a model though, but... to some people I am," she winked at Tre.
"Let's do something, I'm bored," Billie broke in. "How about we go outside in the backyard?"
"Sounds good, I'll go get changed into something more loose, I don't want to get these clothes dirty. Can I borrow a long t-shirt and some shorts from someone please?" Cloe said.
"I'll provide the clothing," Tre exclaimed before anyone else could reply. "I'm the smallest anyways."
"Tre, you're not small!" Billie said jokingly, motioning towards Tre's crotch area.
"Well, not there anyways." He grinned and went to go grab Cloe something.
Tre came out with some clothes, and without looking at them Cloe went into the bathroom and tried them on. She pulled on the shirt, went to go grab the shorts- and there was a thong in the pile! What, did Tre want her to have it on so he could sex her in the park? 'No way that's happening!' Cloe thought. She looked at it more closely though, and found that it was brand-new- it still had the tag attached, and it was black with a rhinestone heart. Tre must have bought it for her, probably at LaSenza or some adult toy store. Cloe tried it on, and surprisingly it fit- but how did he get her size? Maybe that was why she found Tre in the guest room (her room when she was there). Cloe put it away with her clothes, and stored them in her room, making sure she would remember to put her personal stuff where Tre couldn't reach it.
Cloe came out into the kitchen, where the boys were getting ready to go. Tre was in the hallway, and as she walked up to him he looked at her. Tre went behind her.
"So if you heart me, wanna sex?" he whispered in her ear, licking her neck.
"What? Where's it say that? Oh!" Cloe said, looking down at her white shirt. It did say 'I HEART YOU' in big bold letters. She giggled as Tre put his hands on her sides and brought her closer, and started to slowly drag his tongue across to her ear.
"Stop it, Tre!" she said, giggling.
"Only if you sex me."
Cloe groaned. "Later, Tre. Not now."
"Awwwwww, why not?"
"Geez, we're going to the backyard, not the bedroom!" Mike interrupted as he came out of the bathroom and pushed past.
"Oh, really? I thought we were! Sorry if that offends you," Tre said casually. They headed out the door.
Outside Tre took out the sprinkler. "I wanna play a fun game. Know what it's called?" he said.
"Oh no..." Billie and Mike groaned.
"What?" Cloe asked.
"Water freeze tag! You try to shoot someone with the water hose and if you get them they have to freeze. And the person who's it can't move, but they can turn around," Tre said as he turned on the hose.
"Sure! It is summer after all, and it's boiling," Cloe said.
"I'll be it," Tre said sneakily.
Once they started playing, Tre would hit Billie and Mike hard with the water, and spray Cloe lightly but only near her breast area. Unfortunately, she was wearing a black bra, and it showed through her shirt. "Hey that's not fair, I'm all wet now," Cloe said.
"That's the point. Wow, sexy bra. If your shirt's too wet, you can take it off, you
know..." Tre said.
"That's okay, thanks," she replied.
Later when they came in everyone was soaking wet.
"Ahh, that was refreshing," Tre said, after being dared to dump a bucket of water on his head (he did it). They all grabbed towels from the bathroom. There were only three.
"You can use mine first," Tre said to Cloe.
"You sure?"
"Ladies always come first."
"Aww thanks, that's sweet."
Tre thought, 'Yeah, I've been looking for the perfect girl. And I've found her.'
