I need release!!!

((This post would be for theconversation before she walked over to the tree))

*Ellena sighs* Hes my step brother we are stuck with him least I am
 
Butterfly

She was watching, watching him, watching them, but mostly watching Him. Some of the girls were fast and she'd half hoped she'd see one who could become a running partner. None gave any indication they could keep up with her, not in terms of speed, but in terms of staying power. She ran for pure love, to feel the pleasure of the sun heating her muscles on a fair day or the rain running over her body in a storm. She ran for pleasure and she liked that pleasure to be long and meaningful. She came to the track during the week but preferred the solitude of miles of mountain trails or the wild joy of running through an endless meadow.

She was shy by nature and didn't like the idea of stepping back onto the track with the others there, but she liked the idea of cutting her morning run short even less. Something about the coach kept her eyes returning to him. He was so firm, in charge of things, focused. His eyes watched each runner, assesssing, willing them to give their best. He could build a fire with those eyes, a slow burning, all consuming fire, the kind that would make you willing to do anything to please him.

She moved toward the track. She had five miles in and if she could just get five more she could take the edge off the restlessness that made it so hard for her to concentrate in class. Her long wild cinnamon hair was already threatening to break free of the Frennch braid she had coaxed it into that morning. Despite the chill in the air she wore only a running bra and shorts. She took an outside lane, aware that the inside lanes were reserved for the track team. As she started the last half of her run she was painfully aware of her full breasts bouncing, that her shape was not that long lean boyish shape of the typical runner. She wished she could be like them, stick thin and dashing around the track with the coach flashing his pleased smile her way.

For all her training, her curves stayed stubbornly in place, firm, sleekly muscled in a womanly way, but not a track star's body. She wished again that she could be more like the other girls, that she could be satisfied with one quick dash around the track.

Once she started running the self doubts fell away, the others fell away. There was only the wind, the sun, the track under her feet and the sky above. The few remaining hair pins fell away and her hair tumble loose as the laps ticked off. She felt so free. She needed this, needed to go the distance, test all that she was and go beyond that to find something new. She didn't know for certain what she was looking for, what more she needed. She wondered if the coach knew.
 
*SHe relaxed more eyes closing there in the shade of the tree near the track*
 
Dale leaned against the tree, dangerously close to her. Each contour of the outer the outer bark dug into him, but it felt good. Several spots that itched under the clammy cotton thanked him for this.
His hand swam through her lucious hair, unable to control himself. He wanted to touch her so bad, needed to touch her if only it was just the hair on her scalp. Lustful wrong thoughts began to urge themselves to the surface.
"You..." He breathed harder than he should, but couldn't help it, "You were really good out there... really good."
His eyes scanned the field, no one in their line of sight that he could see. Just a few minutes to get her alone. Just to talk, he told himself, just to talk.
His hand didn't stop going through her hair.
"I watched you, I'm always watching you. I can't help myself sometimes. You are so beautiful, you draw me to you."
He looked down at her, wondering if perhaps he could touch more than just her hair...
 
Ellena tensed he had been like this before but never out in public as it were shuddering faintly in disgust her voice was barely a whisper* Yeah Dale I know.

*Deep down she had no idea where sanity would make him stop she truely was really scared of him at this moment but she would not give him the satisfaction of knowing that if she could help it but somehow he would know he always did and it would encourage him to domore to scare her more. He seemed to love her being scared of him*
 
"Do you?" He asked more as a question to himself than her, "Do you really? Then you know how I must feel. How you make me feel."
He reached down, letting his tense but probing fingers make their way down her back.
"You are so taut. Your muscles are all straining. What's wrong? You aren't scared, are you?"
He leaned in closer to her, the side of his body resting up against hers.
"Maybe you're just tense. How about I rub your back? Help you relax? I've always wanted to touch you, ever since I first met you."
Dale let his fingers play up and down her spine.
 
S...scared *looks right at him scared didn't begin to describe it she with stuff she had heard and the way he acted with her at times was terrified right now of what he would try to do* W... why would I be scared?
 
Dale took that as an invitation. She wasn't scared. She knew why he was here, and yet she wasn't scared.
Perhaps she was intruiged by his proposal?
"You are just soo tense," He slid behind where she sat, so that his body molded around hers. With her firmly in front of him, his hands began to play on the back of her body. All around her neck, her back, they danced and trickled on her skin. He needed to touch every inch.
"Oh, this is soo good," He could feel himself getting hard. It stood out at an odd angle, pressing against her back. He moved to purposely let her feel it.
"Why would you be scared?" he repeated.
 
Kat Kallaway

I ran with the other girl. She was good but once I shut my eyes and straight out ran.

I crossed the line in record time. I started to walk it out, then I walked towards the tree and overheard the two people at the left. I glanced around the side and I felt uneasy as if I caught a pair of lovers.

I walked away and glanced back. Not bad looking either.
 
Dale not here not now NOT ever please *Tried to get away from him quickly*
 
"Come on sis," He hissed this in her ear, as if wanting her to know just how sick and wrong this was. She began to fight him, but he didn't let her. He wrapped his hands around her, fondling her breasts roughly through her shirt.
Then he watched someone come next to them. He stopped, letting his hands fall with a sort of lover's grace to his sides.
"No, you are right. Not here..." He walked away, knowing this was too public, and there were too many people who would get in the way of their fun.
"Soon..." He called back to her, as he ran after the girl who had interrupted his pleasure, "Soon."
He caught up with her.
"Hey, my name's Dale. I haven't seen you around before, who are you?"
 
*Sighing glad he walked away. Brushing her hair from her face adn smoothing her shirt she looked around to see if Track was over for the day so she could get to her dads office*
 
Jason Reeves

Jason made his way out onto the track. His track. This would be his year. He was now 18, a senior. After five long years in his shadow his brother had finally gone onto college. A new coach who wouldn't see him as Pete Reeves kid brother. He was looking forward to this.

As he approached he was surprised to see a few unfamiliar faces. He recognized the new girl, Juju from Home room.
And Kat... he thought her name was, who showed up late to math this morning.

Jason reached the track and started to warm up. Leaning to one side to stretch out one of his tanned legs... sprinters legs his Dad called them. As he leaned forward his sandy hair fell across his face. At 6' even he could just scrape by without joining the basketball team and an old shoulder injury kept him away from the football field. More time to concentrate on his running, just how he liked it.

Yep this was going to be a good year at BH High
 
*Looking to Jason she thought she recognized him and smiled a little bit as she made her way back to her gear to see what her next sport for the day was*
 
Coach in charge??

OCC: Sorry been away... I am back for awhile now...

IC:

Dan felt like he had lost control now. There were people in and out, people leaving and coming in, and others that just dissappered. He looked over the track, and saw some that had been here a while. Others had just arrived.

Dan doffed his cap at Jason, his 100 meter hope. His eyes could not help but to look at some of the others, like the young women that ran around the track. This was going to be an interesting year.

Dan looked at his watch. 5:30... time to wrap up for the day. He got ready to blow the whistle to bring the group in, but noticed something odd, and a little bit off. The whistle hung in his mouth as he looked toward the track....
 
Ellena

*Walking over to the coach* Anything else for today Coach?
 
Kat Kallaway

Kat Kallaway

" Uhh, I am called Kat. we just got here yesterday and I am waiting for my transcripts. I didn't mean to mess things up with you and your girlfriend."

I glanced back to see if I was getting the evil eye or something.
 
My girlfriend?" Dale laughed, throwing away the near tense moment not just a few seconds ago, "She isn't my girlfriend. She's just..."
The word sister was just on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't say it. He didn't know just how much this Kat had seen, and she might draw conclusions.
"She's a teamate. Her back was sore so I rubbed it. Actually, I'm single. Have been for a while now. You just moved here, huh? Well it's not a great place to be, but things aren't all bad, at least you've got good company to spend it with."
Dale let his arm slip over her shoulder, "How do you like it so far?"
 
*Seeing the time and not finding otu she had any other sports that day she moved towards the school and the showers to get ready to go to her dads office*
 
Kat

"It's okay.. till we move again.." I glanced over at my shoulder and shook my head. New girl and new guy.. not the couple. "I'll be glad to live in a house and not the motel"
 
Juju

I was pacing down and glanced at the high bar. It must be five eight or so, I backed up a few feet and took off on a run and lept over the high bar.

I sailed over with ease and when I came down I whooped in victory. I did it. I sailed the top with out a flaw.

I noticed that Coach was smiling ear to ear on account of that jump. Hopeful for the olympics, so I was just having fun.
 
~Ellena~

*Moments later walking out of the school she looked to the track trying to see if her step brother was still there... Yep hitting on the girl that has no idea how big of a creep he was nor that she had saved Ellenas "live" as it were.*

*Glad he was out of the way for a bit she made her way to her car*
 
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