Lead me not into temptation

musicankane

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Kyle Lane had a nice young life. He lived in Kratoria, a small woodland village of farmers and high moral standing. His parents died when he was thirteen, but they had taught him all he needed to know. He learned about farming from his father and housekeeping from his mother.

He also had a high sense of belief, like all the people in Kratoria, and with the exception of his mother he did not speak to women. For women were only there to tempt and seduce a man into marriage. In a normal Kratorian household, the man's parents would find a nice girl for him to marry and that would become the only woman the young man could talk too.

Women had more freedom to speak to whomever they choose, but they respected the man's vow of silence for the most part. There is a level in the teens, where they think it is funny to try and get a boy to talk to them, but that quickly grows old.

Yes it was a promising life.

Until the police came and crushed the lie.

Turns out the year is 2010 and Kratoria is nothing more than a shabby but well hidden cult in the woodlands of Montana. Everything Kyle had known was a lie. As a burden of the state Kyle was sent to California where he was forced to enroll in high school as a senior in the hopes of introducing him to the real world.

How cruel.

So poor eight-teen year old Kyle Lane must go through high school known only as the "cult kid", because of course everyone saw the news story on the huge cult broken up in Montana.

High school would be the perfect place to corrupt Kyle completely.
 
Jenni Callahan

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Jenni Callahan was the popular girl of San Francisco City High School. She was the best volleyball player on the Varsity team with scholarships from five different schools to choose from. She was 5'9", her legs miles long and she was slender with a 34C bust.

The first day of school after summer vacation brought rumors of a new kid from a cult. People say he killed a guy and took his head as a trophy, but she dismissed it all, not really caring about him in the slightest. Her skin was shaded a deep tan from the summer sun and her volleyball skills were incredibly improved.

That morning, she pulled on a white denim mini skirt and a form fitting light blue camisole that showed the outline of her bra. The difference between the girth of her bust and waist was almost impossible to be natural, but it was. As she walked in the front doors, heels clicking on the tiled floor, all the guys turned their heads to oggle and the girls glared enviously. She just ignored them, tucking a lock of thick dark hair behind her ear and striding on towards her locker.

Her friends Carrie and Marissa met her there, smiling excitedly, "Honey, we rule the school now!" Carrie hooted, "Seniors at LAST!"

Marissa nodded in response, Leaning against the row of puke-green lockers.

Jenni tossed her hair and started to open her locker, "Guys, don't be bitches to the Freshies. And don't call us queens or anything, it's bad enough everyone's afraid of us." Grabbing her books, she strut away, only to be stopped by her ex in the hallway.

"Jenni!" Kevin called, jogging up to her, "I missed you, babe." she blew him off, turning away and sliding into the classroom before the bell rang. She took a seat in the middle of the back row, watching as two Juniors had a mini-race to sit beside her. She rolled her eyes and looked away, then froze when she saw an unfamiliar face.

It was gorgeous, stunning actually. She looked away as he sat on her other side, pretending to focus on the teacher.
 
Kyle was unhappy here. Things were too different and it was all overwhelming. The most disturbing thing here in this "real" world was the way the women dressed. He saw it everywhere, girls showing off extreme amounts of flesh and bouncing around making their breasts move in tantilizing ways.

Kyle needed to focus, and only do what he must in order to get through his days in school. Focus on the teacher and do the assignments. Do the work, learn about the world and try to keep his values together. Though looking around it would be hard.

It was too much to handle, Kyle was in fear that his entire life had been a lie, which is had been, but he couldn't just push the reset button and adapt to what was going on around him now. He would be forced to adapt though, there was no doubt that he would have to learn how to interact and become a part of society.

Yet with the women showing off so much flesh, how could he avoid talking to them? He was forbidden to speak with a woman not promised to him, but he knew that it would only be a matter of time before someone would try to talk to him.
 
As Dr. Hammit began his History lecture on Ancient Greece, Jenni glanced to the side, catching a glimpse of his shaggy hair and tantalizing eyes. But he only looked ahead. She decided to play her queen-of-the-school role now, raising her hand.

"Yes, Ms. Callahan?" Dr. Hammit asked.

"Dr. H, may I go to the bathroom?" She asked, innocence dripping from her voice.

"Of course," he replied, then continued with his spiel. She rose, her long legs now visible to the boys around her. "Accidentally" bumping into her desk, knocking off her pencil. With a sheepish look, she bent at the waist, revealing a small flash of ass before quickly righting herself and striding out. The boys stared at her butt as she retreated, wiggling her hips from side to side.

Just before she left, she glanced at the cult-boy, flashing him a flirtatious smile before slipping out. She strolled down the hall, glancing into classrooms as she made her way to the bathroom. Once there, she checked her make-up, enhanced her cleavage a little for the new kid and then went on her way back to class. When she reentered, she slipped down the aisle and sidled into her seat.

"Hey," she whispered to the boy, leaning over so her bust was nearly out of her shirt, "Hey, can I borrow a piece of paper for notes? I forgot my notebook."
 
Kyle frowned at the girl's little show. He tried his best to ignore it, he was a honest man and he didn't need to see such things. Yet as her tight little ass bent over he couldn't help but look. He blushed and felt horrible about it, but at the same time he felt wonderful.

She left and Kyle found that he needed to calm his heartbeat. He focused back on the teacher and listened to the lecture, but the image of her ass was burnt into his mind.

When she came back Kyle tried hard not to look her way, yet somehow it seemed that she had made her breasts more visable and he had to close his eyes to keep from staring at her tits.

His eyes popped open when he heard her whisper to him. He glanced at her and felt his body tremble as her breasts nearly split toward him. He jerked his head away and tore out a piece of paper for her, handing it her way without looking at her. He couldn't look at her, but he NEEDED too.

The teacher was speaking and he concentrated on that trying to keep this temptress out of his mind.
 
Frowning slightly, Jenni took the paper and scribbled down a few notes. She would get the rest from Sheldon later, maybe let him kiss her cheek in return. Then, tearing a sectino of the paper off, she wrote:

I'm Jenni. Haven't seen you around before, what's your name? ; )

She slid it discreetly into his notebook, a corner sticking out for him to see, then she pretended to focus on Dr. Hammit. The boy on her other side, Ryan Freedman, passed her a not himself.

Hear you're single. Sup?

I snorted and tossed it back at him. I was officially in queen-bee mood, even though it was pretty much against what I preached to Carrie and Marissa every day. What ever, no big deal. I'll go back to my old self tomorrow, after I hook this new kid...
 
Kyle glanced down at the note and thought about it. He was forbidden to talk to women but writting notes? It wasn't talking technically, perhaps it was something he could get away with without breaking any rules. He took the paper from the notebook and picked up his pencil.

I'm Kyle...Why are you teasing me?

He folded the paper up and slipped it back over to Jenni's desk then settled back into his seat.
 
Kyle... she thought. Hot name. Hot guy. Nice. She glanced sideways at him, smiling.

I'm not teasing, just curious. I've never met a guy so non-perverted as you. I like that. She re-folded the note and tossed it back while Dr. Hammit's back was turned to the board. Hopefully he would talk to her after class, only a few minutes left and then she was clear.

She slid forward in her seat, making her skirt ride up so he could see her legs almost up to her panties, but they were just barely hidden, then crossed her legs. Looky here, Kyle. She said to herself, silently trying to pull his eyes towards her.
 
Kyle glanced at the note and looked at her. Not teasing him? She was teasing him, by interacting with him she was teasing him. How could she not see that? Kyle leaned back and stared at the paper, of course she couldn't know about him, where he came from or how he was raised so perhaps she didn't know what she was doing to him mentally.

He glanced at her and she her smirking at him, her skirt had ridden incredibly high and Kyle felt his heart begin to race out of control. He jerked his gaze away and scribbled furiously on the paper.

Not teasing huh? What's with the skirt show? The Breasts falling from your shirt. I understand I am different from you people but why the sexual torture? Please just leave me alone!

He tossed the paper back on her desk and began to pack up his stuff as the bell for the end of class rang.
 
The paper sailed onto her desk as the bell rang and he began to pack. She scanned the note and frowned, then rose, cutting off his path.

"Hey," she said firmly, "I'm not trying to be a tease, I just wanted to let you know that you'd have someone to talk to here, if you ever needed it. You're new, I thought I'd be nice. Sorry if that offended you." Looking hurt, she weaved her way out of the class room and into the hallway, her shirt still a little lower than normal. She smiled a bit to herself, almost positive her half-show had worked. She was a little hurt, but she was flirting a bit too.

Carrie and Marissa met her outside of her next class and they made their way inside, finding their seats in the back with Jenni in the middle. They passed notes all class and Jenni told then about Kyle. They fawned about how lucky she was and how they would totally stay away from him. Then they separated at the end of the period for the last class before lunch.
 
Kyle frowned at the scene she made at the end of the class, but he was forbidden to speak out and he just watched her storm out of the room. He breathed a sigh of relief and he headed for his next class. Thankfully in his math class there were no girls that seemed to have him as a target, though he got a few wads of paper thrown at him.

He sighed and just did his best to pay attention in class. At lunch he god his food and found a small corner in the cafeteria to sit and enjoy his lunch.
 
Jenni strode to the cafeteria and bought her lunch, meeting up with Carrie and Marissa. They went to their usual table and just before she sat down, Jenni spotted Kyle.

"I'll be right back," she said quickly before hurrying off. When she reached his table she sat down beside him and smiled.

"Look, I'm sorry I made a scene and acted a little bratty first period. I guess...I guess I'm a little sensitive. But, hey, let's start over, I'm Jenni!"

She extended her hand and smiled warmly, absently crossing her legs out of habit.
 
Kyle tensed in mid-bite as Jenni sat down beside him. She was cheerful and chatty and held her hand out toward him to introduce herself to him yet again. He looked at her, looked at her hand and swallowed his bite. He was tempted to shake her hand, just to feel what a woman's skin would feel like under his touch, but he couldn't.

He couldn't even reply to her. He opened his backpack and yanked out a piece of paper. He jotted on the paper I am forbidden to speak to a woman not commited to being my bride. Sorry. Then he slid the paper to her.
 
Jenni read the words, then read them again. "Forbidden to...bride?" she asked, incredulous. "That's...interesting. Why?" she pushed the paper back over to him, suddenly disappointed. Would she have to marry this guy just to get him to talk to her?!

She heard Marissa call her from across the cafeteria, but she ignored her, wanting to know more about this odd boy. His hair fell into his face as he wrote, his strong hands forming the letters with the pencil that looked so weak and frail in his hands. He must've done work with his hands before coming here. His body was sculpted and perfect, way better than Kevin's ever was. As he slid the paper back, she met his beautiful eyes and passed on a hint of kindness through her own.
 
I am not sure why. It is the why I was raised and the way I have lived forever. I hope one day a beautiful woman will be bewed to me. Though not that everything I've ever known is a dirty rotten lie I am simply grasping a hold of the few values I can keep. He sighed and pushed the paper toward her.

Then as she read he tapped her shoulder lightly and said, "Hi." then put a finger to his lips and smirked.
 
She chuckled as he tapped her and said the first word in hours. "Hi," she replied, smiling and blinking her wide blue eyes.

"Do you feel bad?" she asked jokingly, "You spoke to me!" With another giggle, a bit more flirtatious this time, she twisted to face him more directly. "I heard you were in a cult before you came here, is that true?" she wasn't trying to pry, not at all! She was simply very curious about this beautiful boy who had caught her attention.
 
Kyle smiled and shrugged, he grabbed the paper and wrote again. I feel fine, but let's not push it. As far as being in a Cult. The police called it a cult so I guess I was, but for me it was simply my home. I was born there and raised there which is why I can't really say. I am the weirdo to the students here.

He noticed that she had turned toward him and he adverted his eyes before they landed on her breasts. Can you please turn back the other way. Your flesh is taunting me and i know it's not your fault but still it is hard on me to not want to touch you.
 
Jenni blushed, not knowing whether to be flattered, embarrassed or insulted. She shyly turned the other way, only keeping her face towards him.

"I like how you tell me that," she finally said, "most guys would stare rather than ask me to turn away." she glanced away, bashfully tucking a lock of hair behind her ear, then crossed and uncrossed her legs. She was suddenly feeling shy and fidgety, no guy had made her feel like this before, ever! What was it about Kyle that made him so speacial? She kept her eyes on the table for a moment, unsure of what to say.
 
Kyle was getting a better understanding for people in this reality. He was getting a picture of these sex hungry men that pawed all over the women around her, and the women having to flawnt themselves off to get the best male attentions. He could tell this effected Jenni by the way she turned away and kind of blushed for him.

He grabbed the paper, I feel bad for you then. It must be hard to always having to display yourself like a sex object to the boys around you. Of course, that isn't to say you wouldn't be worth having sex with, because I'm sure you'd be fun to breed, but it shouldn't have to rule your life.
 
Her blush deepened slightly and she smiled at him. The cafeteria was emptying slowly now, but she wanted to finish this conversation, she had to!

"Um...breed?" she asked hesitantly, "We don't really say breed...we usually have sex...for fun. Or love. And it doesn't really rule my life, I just enjoy it. And I'm not saying I'm a slut, I have a very nice line drawn that is uncrossable!" and she smiled again as he began to write with those strong, powerful hands.

"So what class do you have next?" she asked, still watching his hands. She began to imagine...those hands all over her. Those hands inside her, those hands teasing her until he was able to stab into her with such passion and fervor...

She bit her lip and crossed her legs again, trying to get the hot sensations to die down.
 
Kyle shrugged when she called it sex. Whatever she wanted to call it the purpose was the same. It was mating, sex, breeding, whatever you wanted in the end it still wound up as reproduction of the species.

He took out a slip of paper and unfolding it, on the paper was his schedule and he showed it to her. He had science class next, which was a class he was worried about as it would most likely debunk everything he thought he knew about the world.

Either way maybe a change like that to his knowledge would be good for him.

He gave the paper to Jenni and took the last bite of his lunch. Then wrote, So you've had "sex" before I'm guessing?
 
She read over his schedule and smiled, "I have science with you too." Then another paper was being pushed towards her. She blushed a little more at his paper and gave him a sheepish glance before nodding.

"Yeah, I have. Not too many, just a few. My friends are way worse, they'll bang any guy that looks at them." She sighed and shook her head at the thought of her friends. They were way too power hungry in her opinion and only really cared about themselves.

"So, lunch is pretty much over, wanna walk to class with me?" she offered, rising from her seat and throwing out her half eaten lunch. While facing the trash can, she discreetly adjusted her shirt so it wouldn't be too revealing anymore, than turned back around with a gorgeous smile.
 
Kyle was still weary about this girl talking to him. She was goregous and he really was tempted to touch her, she smiled and seemed to like him so he didn't think she would mind if he did touch her. But he held himself back because it was a temptation and he must resist such things.

He got up with her and walked to class be her side. There were looks at them from the students in the hallway and he did not understand the implications of being seen walking with Jenni.

They got to class and took a seat in the back so he hopefully wouldn't have to pay as much attention to what was being said. He thought about Jenni, she had sex with people before. Yet she did not seem to be punished nor an agent of the devil. Perhaps what he had learned about sex was wrong and it was not a sin. Maybe it was just a part of life, and life could never be evil.

He looked at her and wondered what sex with her would be like. He took out another piece of paper and scribbled on it, So what is sex like?
 
She thought a moment, then answered:

"It's nice. If you really like that person it's great, and if you love them it's wonderful. I've only had sex two or three times and I really like the guys. It's even better if you get creative and know how to please each other..." she paused again to think. "It's fantastic really. Like a secret you and that person share. When it happens it feels so good and wonderful."

She had been staring at the door at she spoke, thinking about each word carefully before saying it, and now she finally looked him in the eye and smiled a little, a bashful smile, then quickly looked away. "You probably think I'm some crazy, weird, slut." Jenni tucked a hair behind her ear as she blushed.

The bell rang, silencing the class as the teacher walked in.
 
Kyle shrugged and wrote out on the piece of paper, In my world I suppose you would be called that and most likely exiled. But we aren't in my world anymore. This world is yours and here it seems that it is ok for you to do that if you want. I am a bit jealous honestly. I would love to experience sex one day, but because my parents are dead I will never be given a bride, much less now that my town is gone. I am alone, now.

He pushed the paper toward her and then turned to listen to the teacher as he introduced himself and explained a bit about the class. It seemed this was a science biology class so it would not screw with Kyle's religious beliefs and might actually be interesting.
 
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