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Zander holds a scalpel against Brian's neck, and demands to know if Ric is setting him up. Brian tries to calm Zander down, and admits that Ric is setting him up as Brian's shooter. Zander tells Brian that he's innocent, but a struggle ensues, and the hospital is notified of an attack in Brian's room. Meanwhile, Ric interrogates Maxie on her helping Zander. He tells her that she could be guilty of aiding a fugitive, but Maxie continues to deny having seen Zander. As Ric is alerted to a problem in Brian's room, he runs off in time for Zander to make it to the elevator in an attempt to escape. Maxie jumps in with him, but he tells her that she's already risked enough to help him. He denies shooting Brian again, but tells Maxie to leave him alone and not risk more. Maxie refuses to go, and back up on the hospital floor, Lucky realizes that the elevator has stopped and that Zander is in it. The police get the elevator moving again, and when the doors open, they see on Maxie. She again denies helping Zander, and although suspicious, Lucky finally believes her and leaves without seeing Zander's blood dripping from the elevator shaft.
Ric questions Brian on Zander's reasons to be in his room, and Brian tells him that Zander wanted to let him know that he didn't shoot him. Brian also mentions that Zander said Ric has reason to frame him, but Ric quickly turns the tables on Brian by pointing out that Brian was the one to ID Zander, and perhaps HE has reason to name him in order to protect the real shooter.
The Quartermaines gather at the casino to gamble, and Skye and Tracy get into it over a line of credit. Skye stands up to Tracy's bullying, impressing both Alan and Edward. Skye rebuffs Edward's attempt to compliment her, but is puzzled by his odd behavior. As Tracy tries to enlist Ned to her side, Edward then goes to work on bringing Justus back into the family. Meanwhile, Emily and Nikolas argue over Zander, with Nikolas pointing out that they agreed to share their lives together so she no longer has the right to throw hers away in order to save Zander from himself. She can't help but feel responsible, but Alan agrees with Nikolas and tells her to be careful. Back at Wyndemere, Emily apologizes to Nikolas by pulling him into a kiss.
A shirtless Sonny ends any hope between Jax and Sam, and Jax is obviously disgusted. Sonny quickly leaves before Jax can run out, and Sam tries to explain the situation. No longer having any interest in her excuses, Jax tells her he simply doesn't want to see her get hurt in Sonny's world, and he leaves. Jax goes to the casino and runs into Skye. He immediately begins to flirt with her and suggests they go away for the weekend. Skye is clearly confused, so Jax kisses her. She breaks away and accuses him of being selfish, and using her on the rebound from Sam. She points out that despite his breaking her heart, she has been a friend to him, but she refuses to be a toy to get his mind off of the fact that Sam is now sleeping with Sonny. Realizing his error, Jax apologizes to Skye, but she tells him to leave her alone. She angrily goes to the bar, where the bartender has been paid by Tracy to tempt Skye with a martini.
Jason gets Carly to admit that Alcazar is the person she's sent to the penthouse to retrieve Michael and Morgan. He flips out, but Carly tells him that she had no choice, and that Sonny created this situation. Jason obviously feels for her, but tells her that this is not the way to go about things. Meanwhile, Courtney refuses to allow Alcazar near Morgan and Michael. Alcazar tries to reason with her that Sonny is not allowing Carly to see her own children, but Courtney will not listen to her. Michael runs into the living room, screaming for Alcazar to leave, but he's subdued when Alcazar tells him that his mom sent a message for him.
Alcazar, Courtney, and the children then go to the PC Hotel, where Carly is with Jason. Jason hides her while they come into the lobby, and tells her he will allow her to say hello to the kids, but is then taking them home. Jason continues to explain how he will help her, but she has to do it his way, until Sonny walks into the lobby and sees Michael. Carly spots him and runs to her son and tells him to stay with her. Sonny demands that Michael stand beside him, and not wanting to frighten her son anymore, Carly allows him to be taken home by Jason. After Michael and Morgan leave she tells Sonny that he will not take her children away from her, and to prepare for the fight of his life. In turn, Sonny warns Courtney to never again allow Alcazar near his children if she wants to ever see them again. Courtney races up to Carly's room after Sonny's departure, and blasts her for being as bad as Sonny. Carly apologizes to Courtney for her getting caught in the middle, but refuses to feel bad over her actions. She tells Courtney that Sonny is the one who is keeping her from Michael and Morgan, and she will not stop fighting for her kids.
Back at the penthouse, Sonny explodes to Jason. He calls Carly a slut, and says she'll never get near the children. Jason tells him to be quiet and not insult Carly loudly so that Michael will hear, and he tries to reason with Sonny. Sonny refuses to listen and declares to a shocked Jason that since Carly took sides with his enemy, she is now his enemy, and if she tries to see his sons again, he will treat her as his enemy and act accordingly.
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Nikolas comes upon Emily searching for information on Zander from the Internet. She says that news reports say he's still at large, and she hopes he's made it to Canada. Nikolas changes the subject to Helena, and the two think that she's probably hiding, but has not gone far. They begin to search through her purse, and Emily discovers papers written by Blackthorn. They read the pages and discover that Constance and Blackthorn didn't die when the ship was sunk, but rather made it to an island, likely Spoon Island, where they had food and treasure to maintain their lives. Emily and Nikolas begin to search the area where Blackthorn hid, and they come upon the symbol of two hearts that he mentioned in the pages. They kiss in happiness at their discovery, and accidentally dislodge the secret door.
A weak and starving Helena wakes up in her cell to find Luke on the other side of the bars with food. She rushes to the door to eat, but he withholds the sandwich from her in order to get information on the treasure. When she refuses to tell him where she's hidden the stash, he begins to taunt her with the food by eating it slowly in front of her. She warns him that if she dies he will never be able to find the treasure, but he counters that Nikolas will likely find it and lead him to it. Luke continues to hold the sandwich near her, and having not eaten in days, Helena finally gives in and tells him she's hidden the treasure in the bell tower of the PC University. Luke returns later without the treasure, and announces to a smug Helena that he poisoned the sandwich she ate earlier. As she begins to feel the effects, she begs him for the antidote that he's carrying, but he refuses to give it over without the treasure. She finally tells him that she's hidden it on Spoon Island, and he takes her to show him where in person. When they arrive, however, the treasure is gone. Nikolas emerges and tells them both that he and Emily discovered it, and have hidden it elsewhere. Luke promptly throws away the antidote, and thinking she will soon die, Helena declares her lasting love to her grandson. Annoyed, Luke admits that he only gave her enough poison to have a stomach ache, and she happily leaves the cave. Nikolas then informs Luke that he and Emily have decided to auction off the treasure at the PC Hotel the following evening.
Edward runs into Justus at the hotel and again asks him to take over ELQ. Justus refuses as usual, and Edward then asks him to draw up a new will for him stating that whoever can rescue ELQ will inherit everything. Justus laughs at him, and tells him he's a bitter old man who has alienated his entire family, and has no money left. Edward is about to respond, but his focus is switched to Jason in the doorway. He asks Jason to come back into the family and help him with the company, but Jason tells him that he's happy with the life he has now and leaves.
Tracy walks into the Quartermaine living room only to encounter a drunken Skye. Having fallen off the wagon at the casino the night before, Skye tells Tracy to leave her alone. But in typical fashion, Tracy taunts her and tells her she wants her gone. Its then that Skye discovers Tracy was the person who sent her the drink the night before. Edward walks in and announces he's changing his will, and Tracy begins to call Skye out to him for being a drunk. Sensing the reality of the situation, Edward banishes Tracy from the room and tells Skye that he's considering making her the heir. Tracy listens from the door, and when Skye tells Edward she doesn't trust him and walks out, Tracy runs in to berate him for considering a non-Quartermaine. Edward tells her that she'll never get the company because she has no soul, and suddenly begins to double over in pain from an apparent heart attack. As he calls for his medicine, Tracy stands and watches him but doesn't move to help. He stands up, having been tricking her, and tells her he just tested her and she failed.
Maxie rushes a disguised Zander through the hotel lobby, and takes him down to the boiler room. It's clear that he is severely wounded and in great pain, and Maxie doesn't want to leave him alone. Zander asks her to get him some pain medication to take the edge off, but she refuses to leave without him. He begs her to do this last favor for him, and promises to stay put and rest until she returns. Maxie finally agrees and goes to the hospital to steal pain medication for him, but once she's gone, Zander collapses. At the hospital, Maxie steals pain pills, but is caught by Cameron. He accompanies her back to Zander, and as Zander tries to get away from him, he collapses, and Cameron operates on his leg to remove the bullet fragment. Suddenly they all hear a noise and hide behind a generator when Edward walks in with a maintenance man. They overhear the man tell Edward his electrical system is dangerously outdated and in need of an upgrade. Edward promises to have it fixed as soon as he has a cash flow again.
Carly shows up at the penthouse to talk to Sonny again about seeing their children. She tries to reason with him at the door, and tell him that they need to come to a compromise and not drag their kids through hell, and Sonny lets her in. Unbeknownst to either of them, Michael is sitting at the staircase and eavesdropping on their conversation. When Carly suggests that she take the boys to children's night at the zoo, Sonny balks and says that Alcazar could have his plane ready to take them out of the country. Carly explains that Sonny left her no choice earlier, than to have Alcazar try to get Michael and Morgan, but Sonny replies that the boys are going no where and the only person leaving is her. He tells her to get out, and she lets him know that the situation is not over. She leaves, and Sonny angrily throws Morgan's stroller and goes into the other room. Once he's gone, Michael emerges from the stairs and takes the stroller.
Jason shows up at the penthouse to ask Sonny if he can take the boys to the zoo, and they discover them missing. In the meantime, Michael shows up at the PC Hotel and tells Carly that he took Morgan in the stroller and left the penthouse in order to see her. She tries to comfort him and assure him that no matter what happens between her and Sonny, she will always love him and he will never be to blame. As she is hugging him, Sonny and Jason appear in the lobby. Michael tells them that he left with Morgan, and Carly had nothing to do with it, but Sonny tells her that she's to blame for Michael being upset enough to do such a thing, and that he's getting a restraining order against her so that she can't come near the kids. Carly immediately attempts to get Alexis to help her stop Sonny, but Alexis refuses. Despite Jason's pleas to reconsider, Sonny enlists Justus to put the paperwork together barring Carly from her sons and granting Sonny full custody.
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Edward, Emily, Nikolas and Tracy meet in the Versailles Room of the Port Charles Hotel to make plans for improving the Hotel's security system during the impending auction of the pirate's treasure. When Dillon arrives, he is shocked when Edward offers to revise his will to make Dillon the primary heir of the Quartermaine estate. Edward is likewise shocked when Dillon turns Edward down! Tracy tries to change Dillon's mind, but Dillon brushes his mother off. Meanwhile, at Kelly's, Georgie tries to convince a compliant Tom to spend the night with her at the Port Charles Hotel in order to make Dillon jealous. However, Tom is surprised when Georgie informs him that there will be NO hopping in the sack while they are there ~ and Tom turns down Georgie's plan for a night at the Hotel. As Tom leaves, he suggests that Georgie should just tell Dillon the truth. Later, when Dillon spots Georgie at Kelly's, Georgie prepares to tell Dillon the truth about Tom ~ but they are soon interrupted by Sage. So Georgie blurts out that she and Tom are planning to rent a room at the Port Charles Hotel. Sage suggests that perhaps Dillon and Sage ALSO ought to get a hotel room there as well. When Tom arrives unexpectedly, Georgie rushes to Tom and begs him to play along as she talks about their plans for the evening. Sage quietly convinces Dillon that they SHOULD get a room, just to prove to Georgie that Sage and Dillon ARE a solid couple. Dillon reluctantly agrees. Meanwhile, Tracy meets with Coleman and gives him the plans for the new security system at the hotel, and makes plans with Coleman to steal the treasure.
As Zander recovers in the Boiler Room of the Port Charles Hotel, the electricity continues to malfunction. Zander fantasizes that he sees Emily and that Emily pleads with Zander to reconcile with her and allow her to go with him to Canada ~ just as they had planned to go years before. Meanwhile, Georgie spots Maxie headed to the Hotel with a big bag of carry out food. When Georgie questions her sister, Maxie claims she has a sick friend. When Maxie later arrives at the Hotel with her bag of carry out, Ric spots her and questions her about the bag of food. But Cameron suddenly shows up and tells Ric that Maxie brought the food for a conference of doctors, which Cameron is hosting in one of the rooms upstairs. Later, when Maxie takes the food to Zander, they once again hide when a technician arrives to add the new security system to the Hotel's electrical system. At the same time, Cameron tracks Alexis down and implores Alexis to represent Zander in court. Although Alexis insists that it would be a conflict of interest for her to represent BOTH Zander AND Nikolas, Cameron prevails upon Alexis to at least speak to Zander and hear Zander's version of events the night that Detective Brian Beck was shot. In the meantime, the security technician finds Edward and reports that the new security system, put in place JUST for the auction of the pirate treasure, will overload the electrical grid and the hotel COULD go up in smoke the next time someone turns on a hair dryer. However, Edward informs the Electrical Technician that NOTHING can be done about the electrical system for at least another 24 hours. After that time, Edward assures the technician, the Quartermaine family will have enough money to update the Hotel's electrical system with ALL of the latest technology. At the same time, as Maxie and Zander chow down on Maxie's Take Out, Zander fills Maxie in on his plan to head for Canada as soon as he can slip out of town unnoticed. Zander and Maxie panic when Cameron and Alexis suddenly show up. Holding a gun aimed at Maxie, Zander declares that he will shoot Maxie if Cameron and Alexis plan to turn him over to the Police. In the meantime, Cassandra Kanelos, Chief Electrician for the Port Charles Hotel, tracks Assistant District Attorney Ric Lansing down and alerts Ric to the dangerous overload posed by the new security system. Ric promises to check into the matter.
In Sonny's suite at the Port Charles Hotel, Samantha confides to Sonny that Jason offered her One Million Dollars to leave town. Sonny explains that Carly was with Jason before Carly was with Sonny and that even though Carly only used Jason, Jason never seemed to realize how destructive Carly really could become. Sonny promises to order Jason to stay away from Sam. Sam reminds Sonny that their relationship has no strings, but Sonny wonders WHY Samantha passed up the easy money offered by Jason if she would only leave town. Samantha insists that she turned the money down because she can NOT be bought. However, as she speaks, Sam spots the newspaper headlines about the auction of the pirate treasure and rushes off to get dressed. Sonny is surprised when he discovers that Samantha is STILL going after the treasure! After Sonny leaves to meet with Jason, Samantha calls the Hotel to check on the security measures being used to protect the treasure during the auction.
At the Hospital, as Bobbie and Courtney look after Morgan, Jason and Michael spot Brian and Michael is surprised when Jason warns Michael to stay away from Brian. Brian is hurt when Courtney suddenly arrives and backs up Jason's warning. After Michael informs Brian that they can no longer be friends and leaves, Brian blasts Jason for using a child as a go-between to send messages to Brian. Brian accuses Jason of being jealous of Courtney's interest in Brian, but Jason only warns Brian to stay away from his family. Later, Courtney reminds Jason that Jason's involvement with Sonny's business is making a recluse of Michael ~ who is now afraid of trusting anyone OTHER than Sonny or Jason. When Jason reminds Courtney that COURTNEY is a stable constant in Michael's life, Courtney predicts that the day will come when Sonny turns on Courtney in just the same way that Sonny has turned on Carly. Courtney urges Jason to do something to try to convince Sonny and Carly to call off their feud and make peace for the sake of Michael and Morgan. Later, when Courtney runs in to Brian at Kelly's, Courtney begins to blast Brian for using Brian's friendship with a child to try to get inside information about Sonny's business. However, Courtney is shocked when Brian calmly explains to Courtney that he KNOWS that it was COURTNEY who shot him ~ and that Brian was covering for Courtney when he identified Zander as the shooter!
In Lorenzo's suite at the Port Charles Hotel, Carly and Lorenzo are shocked when Carly is served with a Restraining Order directing that Carly MUST stay away from BOTH of her children! Carly vows that she will NOT let Sonny use her children as weapons to hurt her. Lorenzo reminds Carly that the best way to get Michael and Morgan back in their mother's care is to make Sonny look bad. Lorenzo confides to Carly that he has brought in a weapon that will blast Sonny's case out of the water. Later, Lorenzo introduces Carly to Attorney Jen MacNeill, who will be representing Carly in the custody battle with Sonny. However, even as Carly explains the Restraining Order to Jen, Sonny meets with Justus. Justus warns Sonny that the ONLY way that Sonny can hope to gain full custody of Michael and Morgan is to prove that Carly is unfit. Sonny tells Justus to go ahead and drag up all of Carly's past mistakes. Justus urges Sonny to put the children's best interests ahead of Sonny's desire to get even with Carly ~ but Sonny insists that what IS best for Michael and Morgan is to have Carly out of their lives for good. Later, when Sonny meets Jasn with Michael and Morgan in the park, Michael coldly turns down Sonny's offer of a trip to the hockey rink. After Michael and Jason leave to return to the Penthouse, Sonny spots Carly hovering in the bushes near Morgan and Sonny warns Carly NOT to even think of getting near Morgan. Later, at the Penthouse, Michael confides to Jason that Michael misses his mother. At the same time, Carly implores Sonny to sit down with her to work out a compromise for the future of the children. But Carly then suddenly picks up Morgan instead. When Carly refuses to turn Morgan loose, Sonny flags down a passing Lucky and demands that Lucky do his duty and take Morgan away from Carly. Lorenzo suddenly shows up and Lorenzo finally convinces Carly to return Morgan to Sonny. As soon as Sonny has Morgan, Sonny insists that Carly be arrested and Lucky complies by arresting Carly.
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Courtney asks Brian why he didn't tell the cops that she shot him after he tells her he remembers seeing Jason take the gun from her after he was shot. He tells her he did it to protect her. She asks him if he is doing this to have something over on her to get her to tell him about Jason and Sonny's activities. He tells her that he lied and told Ric that Zander shot him because Zander is like Sonny and Jason and already almost killed another person but that she is innocent. He finally tells her that he is in love with her and will never tell the police she shot him. She tells him that she can't promise him her feelings for him will change to something romantic. He tells her that he doesn't expect her to feel that way about him right now. Jason watches them talk from outside Kelly's. Brian leaves Kelly's when his beeper goes off and he returns the call. Jason hides around the corner until he is gone. He goes inside Kelly's and asks her what Brian wanted from her. She goes outside and tells him that Brian knows she shot him but didn't tell the police to protect her. Jason warns her that Brian has been setting her up from the beginning to get information about him. She tells him she understands he doesn't trust Brian but that she doesn't totally not trust him yet even though she knows that he hasn't been honest with her all the time. She tells Jason that Brian told her he was in love with her and that is why he is protecting her. Jason thinks that he is going to eventually blackmail her with that information to use later to get her to roll over on him and Sonny some day. She tells him she won't help him like that but believes he is telling the truth about being in love with her. Jason doesn't believe it and thinks Brian is manipulating her and warns her not to trust Brian since he is a cop. Meanwhile, Carly is brought into PCPD in handcuffs with Lucky as her police escort. Ric is there when she is brought in and asks Lucky what the charge is. Lucky tells him that she was arrested for violating a court order. He tells Lucky to bring her into the interrogation room for now. Sonny shows up and Ric assumes that he is there to bail her out of jail but Sonny informs him that he is the one who had her arrested for violating the court order. Alcazar shows up with Carly's new attorney. Her new attorney tells Ric that the court order was not properly served to Carly and she is going to have it rescinded by a judge. Sonny tells Ric that Carly violated the court order and wants her charged. Sonny leaves. He goes back to the hotel where Sam is. He sees her all dressed up in an evening gown. He persuades her to be late so they can have sex. Jason arrives at his room later at the hotel. He tells him about the Brian situation and how he knows that Courtney shot him but didn't tell his fellow cops about it and how he is worried that Brian will use that over Courtney's head and that even though she is loyal to them she may end up doing something to ease her conscience. Sonny doesn't like that scenario and tells Jason to take care of Brian, without coming right out and ordering a hit on him. Jason understands Sonny's meaning. Back at PCPD, Carly, Alcazar and her attorney meet to discuss how to get the court order against her dropped. Alcazar somehow finds out that the judge that issued the court order is one of the judges in Sonny's pocket. Carly's attorney feels that getting that court order rescinded will be harder than she thought it would be. Ric offers to help Carly to make amends for kidnapping her. He pulls a few strings and finds a judge at the hotel to rescind the court order. Alcazar listens to what Ric says and realizes that he never really made amends for kidnapping her from Ric and that she should hate him for that. Carly tells Alcazar that she thinks people can change for the better and that she sees no reason not to think he can't change either. Carly shows up at Sonny's hotel room with a document. She tells Sonny that she managed to have the court order against her seeing her children rescinded and that she now has a court order for temporary custody of their children.
The Quartermaines gather in the hotel for the auctioning off of the treasure. The proceeds from the auction will be split evenly by the Quartermaines and the Cassadines. Tracy has Coleman meet her there. He is carrying a gun under his tuxedo jacket and hangs around waiting for a moment when Tracy can distract the guards and he can make his move to steal the treasure from the families. Nikolas tells Emily that he doesn't trust Tracy or Helena not to try to steal the treasure during the auction and gets more security to help him. Tracy announces she wants to make a toast and makes a big spectacle of herself to get the guards' attention. Coleman waits until he sees a guard watching Tracy intently and moves his hand to the guard's gun as if to take it from him but Nikolas surprises him by coming up behind him and grabbing him by the arms and knocking him backwards. The security guard sees what is going on and helps Nikolas subdue Coleman. Nikolas orders the guards to escort Coleman from the hotel premises and make sure he leaves. Helena warns Tracy that if she tries to steal the treasure she will not live to see it. Lucky shows up with Brian at the hotel after hearing about how the treasure was almost stolen and try to offer more security. Meanwhile, Luke plots with Sam to steal the treasure but she isn't too happy to be just his assistant but agrees to be partners with him. Luke makes a spectacle to draw attention on himself and pretends to be drunk so Sam can help him steal the treasure. Luke manages to case the place out by pretending to be drunk and disorderly so he can see where the treasure is being kept. He steals the treasure while Sam is upstairs with Sonny. She sneaks out of Sonny's room when she thinks he is asleep. He tells her he wishes her luck in getting the treasure back and hopes she gets all of it since she deserves it. She gets back downstairs and meets with Luke in their hiding place. Luke is putting the treasure into pillow cases to take out of the hotel. Sam asks him if he was planning to steal the treasure without her and just take off. He tells her that he did all of the work and deserves the treasure. He offers her a diamond bracelet as her share. She tells him that she deserves more than just one piece of jewelry. Luke concedes and gives her some more jewels. While his back is turned, Sam takes out a taser switch and shocks Luke in the neck to knock him out. She steals the treasure herself and leaves Luke there. Meanwhile, the auction is a success when one man gives a huge bid on most of the jewelry. Edward goes over to thank him for bidding and asks him if he is bidding for himself or someone else. Alcazar comes in and tells them that he is the man behind the bid. Edward goes over to look at the treasure and is shocked to find it missing. He announces to everyone that the treasure has been stolen.
Alexis and Cameron try to talk Zander into giving them the gun he has pointing at Maxie. Zander tells Cameron that he doesn't know if he can trust him to suddenly look out for him when he didn't most of his life. Cameron apologizes to Zander for being a lousy father to him and pleads with him to give him the gun and let him help him. Cameron starts to cry and tells Zander he can't stand to lose another child and that he has no one left in his life but him. Alexis offers to help get Ric to back off the case concerning Brian's shooting and to help him. She tells Zander he will need to turn himself in to the police with her help and his father's. Zander gives him the gun and lets Maxie go. Alexis tells them they need to get going to the police station. Zander refuses to go with them and Maxie confirms that they set up the whole gun scenario to get their help and that Zander had no intention of shooting Maxie. Alexis warns Maxie that she could be in big trouble by helping Zander. They let them stay there for now but Alexis tells him they will be back after they get Ric to back off the case. Cameron and Alexis find Ric at the hotel. Cameron puts pressure on Alexis to help Zander and get her to persuade Ric to back off so that Zander has a chance to clear his name of the shooting. Alexis and Cameron talk to Ric. Ric refuses to drop the charge against Zander because a cop was shot. Alexis points out to Ric that if he doesn't back out of the case himself and let someone else prosecute the case, she will make sure a judge knows that he is biased against Zander because he is the father of Ric's wife's baby and he has reason to want him behind bars. Ric agrees to take himself off the case. Lucky tells Nikolas that he almost had Zander at the hospital but that he got away and he suspects that Maxie knows more than she is saying to them about Zander. Nikolas takes a walk and sees Maxie exiting a door marked for the lower basement room. Maxie had tried to talk Zander out of leaving the country and agreed to help him with one last favor, which is to drive him to Canada by some back roads. She leaves to go make arrangements to get a car. Nikolas enters the stairwell that leads to the basement. He goes inside the electrical room and finds Zander. Zander has a metal pipe in his hand and threatens Nikolas with it. He also informs Nikolas that as soon as he takes care of him he is going to grab Emily and leave the country forever. He hits Nikolas in the stomach with the metal pipe. Nikolas ducks for the next blow and manages to kick Zander in the head and knock him out on the floor. He checks his pulse and sees he is still alive and breathing and leaves the room. He locks the room up from the outside so Zander can't escape. He calls the police and informs him that he found Zander and locked him in the electrical room in the hotel. An electrical unit blows a fuse and a fire starts and surrounds Zander's unconscious body.
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Georgie shows up at the Port Charles hotel with "Tom." He isn't very cooperative with her until she reminds him she is paying him to pretend to be her boyfriend. He hands her his term paper assignment on the Civil War to do for him in exchange for his cooperation. She tells him to go pay for their room. They get over to the front desk to check in. Georgie is dismayed to overhear Sage and Dillon talking right behind her. He tells Sage that he booked them a suite since she is so spoiled and wouldn't settle for less. Dillon notices Georgie and "Tom" and isn't happy to see that they rented a room also. The front desk clerk apologizes to them about their rooms not being available due to remodeling and the auction going on there this evening. Sage tells the clerk that any room with a bed will do just fine and looks at Georgie with a knowing gleam in her eye. Georgie glares at her. Both young couples are shown their rooms and aren't happy when they find out their rooms are conjoining ones. They insist on making sure their rooms are locked from each other. Georgie works on "Tom's" term paper while he watches sports and listens to it on headphones. He makes noises to make Dillon think they are having sex. Dillon is moping around the room, jealous about what is going on in the other room. Georgie tells "Tom" to be quiet and stop making so much noise. Dillon thinks they are having sex so he allows Sage to seduce him into having sex. Georgie can hear them in the other room which "Tom" points out to her they are having sex. Georgie tells him she thinks he was right about it not being so great to stay there at the hotel after all and tells him they should leave right now. She opens her door and sees smoke in the hallway. She rushes over and bangs on Sage and Dillon's door and tells them that there is a fire in the hotel and they need to get out.
A fire spreads throughout the basement as Zander lays unconscious o the floor. Nikolas calls the police and requests them to come to the hotel and they will find Zander locked up in the utility room in the basement. He doesn't tell Emily what happened with Zander when she asks him where he went. He tells her he was just in the lobby. Ric learns from Lucky that the treasure was stolen from the auction. He tells everyone present that he will be questioning everyone as quickly as possible and that some of them may have to go to the police station to sign a report. Edward gets a call from the hotel manager. He tells them that there is a fire in the hotel and that they all must evacuate immediately. Mac and a uniformed cop show up at the hotel after getting Nikolas' call. They ask the hotel clerk at the front desk about the utility room and where it is and announce that the fugitive Zander Smith has been hiding down there and is locked inside right now. Mac and the cop draw their weapons as they approach the door. Mac calls out a warning to Smith that they are going inside and to cooperate. They get no answer from Zander. Mac orders the cop to open the door gently and have his weapon ready in case Zander is armed with a gun and tells him he can be dangerous when provoked. The cop opens the door slowly. The fire inside the basement causes a back draft when the door opens and Mac and the cop are blown from the blast of fire. The fire department shows up. Maxie walks into the hotel and sees all the commotion. She becomes alarmed when she sees two paramedics transporting a severely wounded patient toward the doors to the ambulance. Maxie fears it is Zander and approaches the paramedics. She is shaken up when she recognizes the patient as Mac and tells the paramedics that he is her father. She tells them to tell Mac she is o.k. if he wakes up. Maxie approaches one of the firefighters and asks about the fire. He tells her that the fire seems to have originated from the basement. She tells him that someone is down in the basement and they have to get him out. They inform her that if someone is down in the basement, they most likely didn't survive the fire, which has gone out of control. Maxie is devastated by the news. Cameron puts pressure on Alexis to help Zander as quickly as possible before his son ends up killed. She tells him she is doing everything she can right now but that she has to wait until things get processed and that Ric has already agreed to step of the case. Meanwhile, The Cassadines and the Quartermaines accuse each other of stealing the treasure. Edward orders Justus to go interrogate the Cassadines until one of them confesses to stealing the treasure. Justus refuses to do anything for Edward. Lucky questions Skye about why she was at the auction when she isn't really a Quartermaine anymore. She tells him she came to support Nikolas and Emily tonight. He makes a remark to her that she seems to have been getting close to his father, who he doesn't trust right now when it comes to the treasure and his behavior earlier. Skye tells him she had nothing to do with the treasure being stolen and walks off. Lucky doesn't totally believe she doesn't know anything. In another part of the hotel, Luke wakes up from being knocked unconscious from Sam. He starts coughing and uses some sharp utensils he finds in the storage room he is locked up in to try to pick the lock. He works at long enough to pop the lock and open the door. He stumbles out of the room and tries to find a place to hide out. Skye finds him and tries to get him to let her help him walk with him to the stairs. Luke refuses to go with her until she gets stubborn on him and refuses to leave without him. He reluctantly agrees to lean on her as they walk to the stairs. Luke starts to collapse on the floor unconscious from too much smoke inhalation. Skye calls for help. Faith shows up and asks Skye why she should help her and tells her she isn't going to help her and she could drop dead for all she cared. Sam gets stuck in one of the elevators, due to the fire and the power outages that keep happening. She crosses the wires inside the elevator unit. She gets the elevator to move but it won't go down like she wants it to. She has the treasure inside a big laundry cart and she manages to get onto one of the floors even with smoke pouring out of the floor. She drags the laundry cart out with her. Later she is found by some mysterious man who checks her pulse and picks her up and carries her away. The man turns out to be Jax who takes her to his penthouse and lays her on his couch. Later, the Quartermaines are informed that the fire is spreading quickly to all the floors and that it is reaching the stairwells too. Nikolas finds out that the fire seems to have started somewhere in the basement. Nikolas starts to feel guilty for locking Zander up down in the basement. He ends up telling Emily what he did and worries that he may have inadvertently put Zander in grave danger. Monica and Emily urge Alan to go downstairs in the freight elevator, which is still working and go downstairs and help make sure everyone gets some medical attention.
Carly shows Sonny the papers she had a judge sign, giving her temporary custody of Michael and Morgan, and that the restraining order he had placed against her has been recinded. Sonny tells her that she has temporary custody and that he will fight her in court and prove she is an unfit mother. Carly asks him how it has come to this and why he is trying to keep her from seeing her children. Sonny tells her that as long as she is with Alcazar, he wants his children away from her, since Alcazar is a known drug lord. Carly points out to Sonny that he kills people and isn't any better. Sonny tells her he will not let her win this custody battle and he will do everything that is necessary to stop her. He tells her that he will take the children and himself and leave the country for good and she will never see her children again. Carly tells him he wouldn't do that since it will hurt the children not to see her ever again. Sonny tells her he would do it if it would keep them away from Alcazar. Alcazar shows up after talking to Ric about the auction and his interest in obtaining the treasure as a type of investment. He shows up and tells Carly he knew she would probably be up there with Sonny. Sonny tells Alcazar to take Carly away and calls her a derogatory name. Carly spits out that he is a bastard and leaves in tears. Alcazar tries to reassure her that Sonny won't be able to take the children out of the country since he has men following him everywhere in town and that they won't let him go anywhere without notifying him. Carly hugs and kisses Alcazar and tells him she trusts him. Sonny comes out of the room and sees them embracing. Later, Carly gets in same elevator as Alexis. Carly and Alexis aren't too pleased to be in the same elevator together. The elevator makes a jolting movement which startles them. The elevator stops and the lights flicker inside. Alexis asks what is going on. In another part of the hotel, Jason finds Brian and follows him down the hallway of one of the floors. Jason tries to get a clean shot of Brian so he can shoot him. Brian manages to go inside one of the other hallways and Jason can't shoot him. Jason continues to follow him. There is smoke in the next hallway. Jason gets a clear shot of Brian as they come face to face. Brian asks him if he is going to kill him. Jason starts to aim his gun at Brian but a little girl comes out of one of the rooms with her little brother to ask for help. Jason puts his gun away. Brian introduces himself to the children and tells them he is a cop and shows them his badge. The little girl informs them that their parents were at the auction upstairs and told her to call them if there was a problem but she tells them the phone in her room doesn't work and that there is smoke in the hallway and in her room. Brian and Jason realize they have to work together to help get the children to safety. Jason tells Brian that they have to get them out of the hotel as quickly as possible. Brian brings them downstairs toward the lobby but Jason disagrees with him and thinks they should head upstairs toward the roof where a helicopter can come and rescue them. As they head upstairs, Jason realizes that the stairwells heading up toward the roof are getting more smoky and it may not be safe after all to head upstairs. Brian disagrees with him but Jason points out that they need to get the children out of the hotel before the fire spreads even more. Courtney hears the news about the fire at the hotel while watching TV. and caring for Morgan. She has Leticia watch the children while she goes to the hotel. Leticia tells her the authorities asked that all civilians stay away from downtown. Courtney tells her that she is going to the hotel because Sonny and Carly are there and that her husband may be there as well. Courtney arrives and Alan tells her that Jason was at the auction earlier and may still be in the hotel. She also learns that Brian was there as well. Courtney argues with the firefighters who try to keep her out of the hotel. She tells them that her husband is in the hotel and she needs to find him. Alcazar corners Sonny on the stairs. He tells Sonny he will not allow him to hurt Carly anymore and that he won't let him get custody of her children, even if it means he makes her a widow. Sonny dares him to try. Alcazar attacks Sonny on the stairs and tries to push him off of them and kill him. Sonny fights back and the two wrestle and fight. A backdraft hits the door to the stairwell open and knocks Sonny and Alcazar unconscious.
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Overcoming Obstacles: CIS Success Stories July 2011
July 27, 2011
Travel with us to Stokes County this month as our July "Overcoming Obstacles" video highlights one of the strongest summer programs offered to CIS students from across the state: Camp Challenge. Camp Challenge, put on by the North Carolina Bankers Association, is a summer camp experience for high-achieving, low-resource students who are entering the 6th, 7th and 8th grades. This summer, CISNC was granted two weeks at Camp Challenge with 100 students attending each week. Camp Challenge kids learn age-appropriate personal finance skills, including recognizing the difference between wants and needs, how to operate checking and savings accounts and find alternatives to spending. While at Camp, students explore public speaking, entrepreneurship, personal development, citizenship responsibilities, conflict resolution and business concepts. Campers also enjoy traditional summer camp activities such as horseback riding, swimming and hiking. Watch the video below and read Justin Cook's blog to learn more!
"I can't thank you enough for all you do to make Camp Challenge available to our kids. It was as though I had a different group of kids on the bus going home to Mitchell County than I had coming to Camp Challenge. From the moment I picked them up on Friday they were full of enthusiasm, plans and goals and gratitude. None of them would have had a camp or enrichment experience this summer without Camp Challenge. You've given us something to build on with these kids in the school year ahead. I believe they will look back on Camp Challenge as a life-changing experience. Thank you for Camp Challenge." —Lori Gilcrist, Executive Director, Communities in Schools of Mitchell County

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Don "Bones" Raleigh Hockey
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Born in Kenora, Don "Bones" Raleigh enjoyed a remarkable hockey career. As an amateur, he played for Vince Leah's Excelsior A championship teams. In 1942 Raleigh was a member of the Winnipeg Junior Monarchs. At the tender age of 17, he hooked up with the NHL's New York Rangers in 1943 for a brief stint. He was back with the Monarchs in 1944 before enlisting in the Canadian Army.
In 1945, Raleigh suited up for the Brandon Elks and led the league in scoring. 1946 saw a lot of hockey for "Bones"; he attended Brandon College, playing for them and five other clubs, including University of Manitoba, the Catholic Hockey League's St. Mary's / St. Alphonsus and Senior for the Reo Flyers. The 1947 edition of the Flyers fell one goal short of the Allan Cup finals.
Raleigh spent his entire ten year NHL career with the Rangers. In 535 regular season games, he scored 101 goals, 219 assists for a total of 320 points with only 96 PIMS. He finished among the NHL's top ten scorers four times reaching as high as 4th. In 18 playoff games, Raleigh scored 6 goals and added 5 assists for 11 points (6 PIMS) including a pair of consecutive overtime goals (an NHL record) in the 1950 Stanley Cup final against eventual champion Detroit. He also owned the record for the quickest 3 assists prior to Gus Bodnar's performance on Bill Mosienko's 3 goals in 21 seconds in 1952.
Don Raleigh was also inducted into the Manitoba and Brandon University Hockey Halls of Fame. New York retired the former captain's #7 which he shared with other Ranger greats Frank Boucher, Phil Watson, Red Sullivan and Rod Gilbert. Never considered a large man (his playing weight was approx. 150 lbs.), "Bones" Raleigh's large heart and competitive fire more than made up for it.


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The Things Girls Say! Part One - Debbie
Fiction, Anal, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, First Time, Male/Teen Female, Masturbation, Older Male / Female, School, Teen Male/Teen Female, Virginity, Young
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Posted Wed 3rd of September 2008
How some silly rumours led to some interesting outcomes!
Tracey, my kid sister, had been dying to tell me something since I arrived home. She was like a cat on a hot tin roof, bless her. When mum finally stopped grilling me about work and dad had concentrated his sole attention on the TV, Tracey virtually begged me to go up to her bedroom. She was an intense kid at the best of times, but this was unusual behaviour even by her standards. Intrigued, I followed her upstairs. Almost before her bedroom door had fully closed she was speaking.
"You'll never guess what!" she gasped, excitedly.
"What, Trace?"
"What Debbie's been saying about you" she virtually panted
"Like what?" I asked, not particularly interested in what a twelve year old schoolgirl had to say about me. I was beginning to regret being sucked-in by my sister's eagerness.
"Don't be like that, Adam" Tracey pouted, "or I won't tell you and you can find out for yourself!"
She was like that. Her moods could turn on the flip of a coin. Something to do with her age I supposed.
"Okay, I'm sorry. What has Dopey Debbie been saying now?"
"Don't call her 'dopey'!" Tracey whined. Gawd! I was making a right balls-up of this, and I still didn't know what the big fuss was all about.
"Sorry. Sorry. I apologise" I said, hoping I sounded more contrite than I actually felt. I was getting a tad irritated, to be honest. Tracey looked at me to gauge how earnest I was. Not finding me wanting, she sighed theatrically.
"Okay. I'm only going to tell you if you're going to listen to me" she said, standing in front of me, hands on hips, just like our mother when she was having a nagging session. Were all twelve year old schoolgirls so bloody obnoxious?
"Yes, Tracey, I promise I'll listen. I won't even say another word" I added, drawing my fingers across my closed lips, as though zipping them shut. As ever, it made Tracey giggle and peace was restored between us. Thank god!
Tracey sat on the edge of her bed and I squatted my five feet, eleven inch frame into a pink plastic chair designed for bums considerably smaller than mine. Tracey smirked, but wisely didn't pass comment.
"Anyway" my sister began, as though there had been no interruption to our conversation, "Debbie's been telling the girls at school that you're her boyfriend" she said.
Was that all? Christ all-bleedin'-mighty!
"And" Tracey continued when she saw the look on my face, " she's been saying that you and her have, you know..." she tailed off.
"What?!" I gasped.
"She told Melissa and Suzie and some others that you and her had done it together!" There was a minxy gleam in my little sister's eyes that I didn't take kindly to, but what she'd just told me took precedence.
"That silly little brainless bitch has been telling your friends at school that I've had sex with her?" I said, my voice rising in shock and horror.
"Yeah. She said you've done it in your bedroom, twice" Tracey clarified.
"Oh, for fuck sake!" I yelped, jumping to my feet and knocking the chair over.
"Shh, keep your voice down. Mum or dad will hear you!" Tracey hissed. She had a point, though it was unlikely to be dad. Once he sat in front of the box, nothing short of an earthquake would get through to him.
"Sorry" I apologised unnecessarily, but lowered my voice anyway.
"That stupid little cow! Doesn't she realise the bloody trouble she could get me into if people actually believe what she's saying?! Jesus!" I was seventeen years old and Debbie was just a couple of months past her twelfth birthday. Bloody stupid little brat!
"A couple of the girls called her a liar, Adam" Tracey said, trying to console me, I think.
"But how many of them didn't call her a liar, Trace? They're the ones I'm worried about"
My head was spinning as the consequences of what Debbie had said began to filter through my mind. Shame, accusations, prison, for god's sake!
I couldn't think straight right at that moment. I needed time to mull things over and decide what I was going to do to straighten it all out.
"Look, let's keep this between you and me for now, okay?" I said to Tracey.
"Yeah, of course" she agreed.
"Thanks, sis, and thanks for telling me" I said as she stood up. I hugged her and kissed the top of her head. She giggled and hugged me.
"Love ya!" she told me.
"Love ya back" I retorted
"But my front's nicer" was her stock reply, followed by a giggle as she opened her bedroom door. I swatted at her arse as I followed her out of her bedroom and down the stairs, smiling in spite of what I'd just heard.
For the rest of that evening I couldn't get it out of my head. I was angry, I was scared and I wanted to do something, but I didn't know quite what. Various ideas floated around my head, none of them particularly workable. In the morning, I collared Tracey before she went to school.
"Will you be seeing Debbie today?"
"Well, yeah, we have maths together"
"Right, that's good" I said. "Do you think you could invite her round on Saturday morning?" I asked.
"Why?" was my sister's immediate response.
"Why doesn't matter!" I hissed at her. "Just ask her round, please"
"Okay. Keep your hair on!" Tracey sniffed.
"Sorry, babe, I didn't mean to snap at you" I told her, putting an arm around her shoulders. "Oh, and no need to mention what you told me last night" I added and winked at her. It earned me a smile.
"I'm not stupid you know" she retorted, smiling at me to soften the words.
"I know, I know. You're the most wonderful little sister any guy could have and I thank my lucky stars every single day that I have you in my life!" I declared theatrically, my hand covering my heart.
"You're silly!" Tracey said, giggling girlishly. I loved her to bits, really.
"C'mon, gis a hug and kiss then" I said, opening my arms to her. It was a morning ritual when she was at school as mum and dad left the house before we were out of bed most mornings. I hugged her small body until she squirmed, planted a sloppy kiss on her cheek and patted her bum when she wriggled out of my arms. She was a sweet kid, as far as little sisters went. I wished her a good day at school, which earned me a derisory snort, and watched her as she walked down the footpath before closing the street door behind her. I left for work myself not long after.
"Debbie said she'll come" Tracey told me that evening. "She's really excited about it!" she giggled.
"Great. That's good" I said. "Um, sis, do you think you could, you know, make yourself scarce for a couple of hours when Debbie gets here?" I asked
"I could" she began slowly, "if you tell me why" she added.
"I just want to talk to Debbie" I said, "and I thought it would be easier, you know, if no-one else was around..."
Tracey didn't really believe me, I could tell. She sensed there was more than what I was telling her, but didn't know what.
"I'll even give you some money to spend" I added by way of a bribe. I needed my little sister to be out of the way if what I planned was to work.
"Okay!" she said happily, and it was as simple as that.
I knew that mum and dad would be out all day Saturday, so that wasn't going to be a problem I'd have to worry about. Now that I'd got Tracey out of the way, too, I'd have at least a couple of hours alone with Debbie. A lot could happen in two hours...
I kept watching the clock, cursing as the hands dragged around at least half their normal speed, it felt. Debbie was due to turn up at ten o'clock and, at a couple of minutes before ten, the doorbell rang. Instead of feeling more relaxed, I suddenly felt even more tense than I already was.
Tracey went to the street door to admit Debbie and she escorted her friend into the lounge.
"Hiya, Debbie!" I greeted the little girl, managing to sound more cheerful that I actually felt. Why the hell was I so bloody nervous?
"Hello, Adam" Debbie replied, her voice soft and shy. Her eyes looked down at the floor and I wondered if she had any idea that I knew what she'd been saying around school? She sat next to Tracey on the sofa and the two girls chatted about school stuff. At least, my sister did. Debbie seemed capable of only giving 'yes' or 'no' answers, and nodding her head. After almost ten minutes I was becoming impatient for Debbie to leave, as we'd arranged. I managed to catch her eye and mouthed to her 'now'. She took her cue perfectly.
"Sorry, Debs" she said, standing up, "I've got to go out for a little while. Something my mum asked me to do for her" she lied convincingly. "Adam, though, will look after you" she added, giving me a look that I couldn't interpret.
Debbie looked at her friend, then looked at me. A small shy smile crossed her lips before she told Tracey she would be okay. Two minutes later and the street door was closing behind my sister and the clock was ticking.
Now that I was alone with the schoolgirl, I had no idea what to do next. I mean, I could have come right out and asked her about the things she'd been saying, but it didn't feel right to me somehow. Tracey had been gone three minutes already and not a word had passed between me and Debbie.
"Can I use the toilet, please?" Debbie's voice interrupted my thoughts.
"Oh? Er, yeah, of course" I mumbled. "You know where it is" I added, needlessly. Jeez, I was acting like a teenage boy on a first date. What was wrong with me?!
I watched the little girl as she left the lounge. I waited until I heard her footsteps ascending the stairs, then rose and followed behind her. I heard the bathroom door close as I quietly walked upstairs. I was still not sure what I was going to do next even as I reached the landing and stood outside the closed bathroom door.
I heard the toilet flush, then running water as Debbie washed her hands. I heard the towel rail squeak when she removed the hand towel to dry her hands, then squeak again when she replaced it. Dad had said a hundred times he'd "do something" about the squeak, but he never had.
I watched the door handle turn and the door slowly open.
Debbie gave a little start of fright when she saw me standing there.
"Oh, sorry, Debbie. I didn't mean to scare you" I told her and raised a smile to reassure her. She managed to return my smile, but didn't say anything.
"Um, I need to talk to you" I told her as she looked at me. She nodded her head, resignedly I thought.
"Let's go to my bedroom" I suggested. That was a spur-of-the-moment decision, spoken almost as soon as I had the thought. I don't know why I suggested it; it just felt right to me. I laid a hand on the little girl's shoulder and steered her the few steps to my bedroom.
I wasn't normally the tidiest of teenagers, if I'm being honest. Usually, there were clothes, books, computer games and the like scattered around my room like confetti. However, the view that greeted my sister's little friend was one of order and tidiness, courtesy of me whizzing around like a dervish earlier that morning. Hell, I'd even changed my bedding! Had she been there, mum would never have believed it. Thankfully, she wasn't...
"Here, let's sit on my bed" I suggested. Debbie willingly sat herself beside me and clasped her hands in her lap, her face looking down at her intertwined fingers. Stupidly, I noticed that her fingernails were bitten so much that they must have been sore. Such odd things were going through my mind.
I cleared my throat softly and inhaled a deep breath.
"Do you know what I want to talk to you about?" I asked.
Debbie remained silent.
"Come on, Debs, you must have some idea" I urged.
The young girl turned her face to look at me. Tears were brimming in her eyes and she looked utterly miserable. And bloody appealing, too!
She was a pretty kid, and would probably get prettier as she matured. If you've seen one of those posters for Les Miserables you'd get a pretty good idea of the little girl sitting next to me on my bed. I'd always thought the young girl in that poster was really cute. The face Debbie presented to me reminded me of that poster and I felt an odd tightening in my stomach. Oh, and my prick began to stiffen, too.
"I hear you've been saying things around school" I told her, my voice soft. "Things about you and me"
A single tear slipped from each of her dark brown eyes. I watched them trickle down her face. Debbie made no move to wipe them away. Neither did she speak.
"You told your friends that I'm your boyfriend, didn't you?"
The little girl looked away and nodded her head yes, just once.
"I don't mind that so much, Debbie" I told her, "but it's the other stuff you've been saying that worries me"
The little girl looked at me again, more tears trickling down her pretty face.
"I'm sorry" she said so quietly that I barely heard her.
"You told your friends that we'd had sex!" I said, injecting a note of anger into my voice, anger I was actually forcing myself to feel. Sure, I'd been angry the other day when Tracey had told me about it. However, I'd had time to think things through since then.
Debbie looked at me with those big brown eyes, tears slipping slowly down her face, her small mouth turned down in sorrow. Damn it, but she was distracting me!
"Do you realise" I said after tearing my eyes away from her face and looking at the wall, "that you could have got me into a lot of trouble by saying those things?"
I heard her soft voice mutter 'no'
"Well, you could have!" I told her more firmly
"I, didn't mean anything..." the young girl said, a defensive tone creeping into her voice.
"I'm sure you didn't. Even so, they were really stupid thing to say, you know?"
"Yes" she said simply.
Okay, now what? I'd said what I had to say... or had I? Yeah, I know I could have lectured her on how damaging it could have been for me if anyone had taken her seriously. I could have ranted on and on about little girls and older boys, blah, blah, blah. But I didn't. To tell the truth, I couldn't be bothered.
You see, I kept looking at the twelve year old schoolgirl's pretty little face, kept seeing that Les Mis poster, and kept getting ideas. My prick was getting stiffer, too.
I looked at Debbie and she at me. I smiled at her, a warm friendly smile of reassurance, I hoped. Debbie wiped her eyes with her hand and smiled back at me.
"Now, young lady" I said conversationally, "what am I going to do about you?"
The little girl looked at me, puzzled.
"Well, I've got my reputation to think about" I explained. She still looked puzzled.
"What do you mean, Adam?" she asked.
Indeed. What did I mean? And what bloody reputation?
"Well, you've told everyone at school that I'm your boyfriend, yes?"
Debbie cast her eyes down and nodded her head in agreement.
"And you've told them we've had sex, too, right?"
Another nod of agreement.
"But we aren't going out, are we?" I said.
Debbie looked at me again, fighting back tears.
"No" she said simply
"And we've never made love, either, have we?" I prompted.
"No" she said again as she lost her fight to hold back her tears. They began to run freely down her face and her chest hitched.
"Come on, sweetie" I said soothingly, "there's no need to cry". I placed an arm around her shoulders and pulled her slight body closer to me. "I'm not angry with you, silly!" I added, as though it was all a big misunderstanding and that we'd laugh about it later. Debbie sniffed back her tears, took a couple of deep breaths, then exhaled them. I felt the tension leave her shoulders as I removed my arm and reached for the box of tissues I always kept in my bedside cabinet (no prizes for guessing why!). I handed her a couple and she blew her nose, wiped her eyes and looked at me.
"What do you actually know about sex?" I asked straight out.
My sister's twelve year old friend blushed, beet-red, but managed to hold my gaze.
"Not very much" she admitted after a heartbeat or two.
"That's what I thought" I told her. "Anyway, seeing as all your friends at school think I'm your boyfriend, and think we've had sex, why don't we make your lies the truth?" I suggested.
It was obvious from the expression on her face that Debbie hadn't really understood what I'd meant. If anyone's face looked completely blank through not understanding something that had been said to them, then Debbie's face was it. She just sat there gawping at me stupidly.
"You've told your friends those things Debbie, when they were not true" I explained, "so now I'm offering you the chance to tell them the truth" I clarified.
"Oh" she said, the penny dropping at last.
I was standing in front of her, the swelling at my crotch very obvious. I reached for the zip of my jeans. The noise it made as I drew it down sounded very loud in my ears. I reached for my swollen organ and freed it from my underpants. It stood stiff and proud, pointing at the little girl sat on my bed.
"Have you ever seen a man's prick before, Debs?" I asked casually.
The schoolgirl had had her face turned down to the floor as I'd unzipped my jeans and pulled my prick out. She looked up at me and was confronted by the sight of my swollen organ. Her eyes widened and she gasped, blushed again and looked away.
"What's up, Debbie?" I taunted, "according to you, you've seen this before, haven't you?" I said as I gripped my prick and waved it in her face.
"Please, don't" she whined, attempting to turn away from me. I was standing 'up close and personal', leaving her no room to move, other than scuttling across my bed.
"Also according to you" I went on, "I've put this in your pussy". I sounded angry, not because I was, but because I was becoming very turned on. "Now bloody look at me!" I said firmly.
The tone of my voice must have got through to the schoolgirl. She slowly turned her head and slid her eyes past my prick and looked at my face.
"This is what you wanted, isn't it Debbie?" I said sweetly. "Why don't you feel it?" I suggested. It was said in such a way that it was more an instruction. Debbie took a deep breath, exhaled it and sighed resignedly. Her fingers were trembling as she brought her arm up from her lap and her fingers reached for my prick.
"That's better" I encouraged. "Go on, really feel me. Put your fingers all the way around it"
Debbie did as I instructed her, and I nearly swooned with how the touch of her fingers on my prick made me feel. I wasn't a complete innocent when it came to sex; by no means very experienced, sure, but I'd had a couple of girls. Nothing I'd done with those girls was anything like that first touch of my sister's twelve year old school friend's fingers. My prick twitched as she closed her hand around my shaft and just held it.
"There, that wasn't so hard, was it?" I asked, my voice tight and sounding completely unlike me. Debbie didn't answer.
"Look at me, Debbie" I instructed. She turned her pretty face to me. I noticed that the fear I'd seen just minutes ago had been replaced by something else. Curiosity, maybe? Or something else, perhaps?
"Now, lets try something else" I said. "Open your mouth". For the barest moment I thought she was going to refuse. Something flashed across her eyes, gone as quickly as it appeared. Her mouth opened and I guided the head of my prick into the small round opening.
Debbie's mouth closed automatically around my shaft as it slipped into her warm moist orifice. I actually gasped as the little girl held me in her mouth.
"Suck me, baby" I said urgently. "Lick me!"
My prick had only ever been in one other girl's mouth, and she was far more experienced than young Debbie was. Even so, the way that girl sucked me was nowhere near as erotic and exciting as the way the twelve year old schoolgirl was making me feel.
Not that it was good (not that I was any judge of these things, of course); it was just the fact that the girl was so young that was doing things to me that I hadn't expected.
I felt myself tense as Debbie's mouth tightened around the sensitive head of my prick and she began to suck me, hard. I felt her tongue tentatively lick the smooth glans, which made me shudder with pleasure.
"Yeah, Debs, that's great!" I encouraged, "Just keep doing that!" My legs had become rubbery and I felt unsteady. I placed my hands lightly on top of the little girls head for balance as I unconsciously began to move my hips backwards and forwards in a fucking motion.
Oh, dear god, but it felt good! Debbie had gained more confidence the longer she had me in her mouth and her tongue was creating the most amazing feelings in me. I was moving my hips faster and more firmly, the more aroused I became. I was so carried away with my own enjoyment that I didn't realise just how hard I was humping the schoolgirl's face. She pulled away from me, gagged and coughed violently as she freed my prick.
"Sorry, darling" I said, genuinely concerned and contrite. I knelt down in front of the little girl and stared at her, my heart pounding.
"I'm alright" she said after she'd taken a couple of deep breaths and wiped unbidden tears from her eyes.
"Are you sure you're okay?" I asked again.
"Yeah. It just, er, scared me for a minute" she said softly
"I'm really sorry, Debs" I told her as I sat beside her on my bed. "It just, you know, felt so nice that I got a bit carried away". To my surprise, Debbie smiled and I felt the mild panic that had overtaken me slip away.
How come I had never noticed how damn pretty she was before now? As I looked into her eyes and saw her drag a small smile for me from somewhere it struck me that she wasn't just pretty, but very pretty. So, when I felt myself reaching for her, putting my arm around her shoulders and drawing her nearer to me, then placing my lips on hers, it felt as natural and as right as when I'd kissed any other girl.
Debbie's lips were hungry; it was probably one of her dreams or fantasies or whatever for me to be kissing her. Her lips pressed against mine as though her life depended on it, and I found that I was becoming more swept up with my sister's young friend that I had intended. It wasn't comfortable sitting the way we were so I eased myself and Debbie onto our backs. My prick was still stiff and pressed into the little girl's stomach as I held her slender young body close to mine and kissed her with mounting arousal.
In the back of my mind I could hear a clock ticking. I had no clear idea of how long it had been since Tracey had left us alone, but it felt like at least an hour. I kissed Debbie again, then released her from my arms. I propped myself up on one arm and looked at her. She had her eyes closed and a dreamy expression on her face. I darted a quick look at my clock/radio and was surprised - and more than pleased - to note that just over forty minutes had elapsed since Tracey had gone out. Still over an hour to play with...
Debbie was wearing pale blue shorts and a matching vest-type top with straps. I had no bloody idea what girls called those things! All I knew was that it was a flimsy-looking thing and, more importantly, dead easy to take off. Also, it told me that she wasn't wearing a bra, either. The shorts might prove to be more difficult, though, but I'd worry about them when I needed to.
I leaned over Debbie again and kissed her. At the same time I laid one of my hands on her chest, my fingers feeling for her little tits.
To be honest, they were barely tits at all, little more than a couple of swellings no bigger than snooker balls, really. My hand completely covered one very easily.
I thought I heard Debbie murmur when she felt my fingers touching and feeling her tits, but I couldn't be sure. I moved from one tit to the other, from left to right and back again, enjoying the feel of them more than I expected to. Both the girls I'd been with before had proper, mature tits. The second girl's had been huge; big floppy things that both of my hands couldn't fully cover. Yuck!
Debbie's tiny, immature 'no-tits' were wonderful, I decided. Much more to my liking. She made a half-hearted effort to stop me pulling the straps of her top off her shoulders, wriggling under me as I tugged them down her arms. I shushed her and whispered that it would be alright and she lay still again.
I pulled the front of her top off her chest and exposed her tiny titties. I felt my heartbeat quicken and my prick swell as I looked at the sweetest and sexiest pair of titties I had ever seen.
They were pink and round, each with a dark pink aureole. The tiniest pink nipples I'd ever seen stood stiffly proud in the centre of each titty.
"My god, Debs, they're beautiful!" I exclaimed in genuine admiration.
"They're not very big, though" the little girl said softly.
"No, they're absolutely perfect. Beautiful!" I told her and she smiled.
I cupped each of the tiny firm mounds in my fingers, rubbing my thumb over the hard nipple. Debbie shivered and I smiled at her.
"Does that feel nice?" I asked as I rubbed her nipples again.
"Yes!" she gasped as she shivered again.
I moved my hand away and leaned my face over her chest. I opened my mouth and swallowed first one, then the other, of those delightful little mounds into my mouth. I flicked my tongue repeatedly over the hard buds of her nipples, sucking them in my lips and thinking that I'd never felt anything so incredibly sexy in my life. Who would have thought that a twelve year old schoolgirl's immature tits could be so bloody sexy?
I lay there, lost in a sexy world of my own as my mouth licked, kissed and sucked Debbie's gorgeous tits. My hands weren't idle though. I had laid a hand on her flat stomach and had slowly slid it down her body to her crotch. As my mouth was busy with her titties, my fingers were feeling Debbie's pussy.
It registered in my mind that the schoolgirl hadn't so much as flinched when she'd felt my hand touch her between her legs, as though she had been.. waiting for it? Expecting it? Whatever, as I ran my fingers along the crotch of her shorts I was wondering how she'd feel if I was doing the same thing without her shorts in the way? I was about to find out.
I moved my hand back up over the swell of her pubis, to the waistband of her shorts. I laid it flat on her stomach then eased my fingers under the waistband. I was pleased to note that it was one of those elasticated things, which meant no buttons to contend with.
I felt Debbie tense under me as she felt my hand getting closer and closer to her virgin sex.
"It's okay, babe" I whispered into her ear, "it'll feel nice, I promise". I don't know if she was reassured or not. Her body didn't relax noticeably.
My fingers slipped under her panties and over the smooth swell of her hairless pubis. God, it was so smooth and soft! I swear my fingers actually tingled with pleasure as they stroked Debbie's innocent untouched pussy. My prick, which had softened while I'd been attending to her tiny titties, sprung back to full attention as I intimately stroked the little girl.
That was nothing, though, compared to the shock I got when I slipped a finger between the folds of her sex. I don't know what I was expecting, but it sure as hell wasn't to find that Debbie was wet down there! I don't mean moist, or damp, but wet. She was so slick and slippery that my finger slid all the way to her pussy opening before I meant it to. I had no idea that little schoolgirls could even get so aroused. Man, was I ever learning a thing or two!
I fingered Debbie's pussy as best I could, given that my hand didn't have a lot of room to move in. I ran a finger up and down her slit, feeling for the tiny nub of her clitty. She nearly jumped off the bed in surprise and gasped when I found it and pressed the tip of my finger firmly against the sensitive bud.
"Oh, wow!" she exclaimed, "that feels amazing!"
I couldn't help but smile at her. I kissed her a couple of times then looked at her again.
"It'll feel a lot nicer if we took our clothes off" I said, looking deep into her lovely eyes. I saw a look of uncertainty cross her face. Another slight press of my fingertip on her clitty soon drove that look away, though.
Instead of speaking, Debbie just nodded her head. I gave her clitty another light press before sliding my hand out of her shorts.
I helped Debbie to sit up. She raised her hands above her head and I removed her top, which I dropped on the floor. I moved to her waist and eased her shorts and panties over her hips and down her legs. They joined her top on my bedroom floor.
I stood up and quickly rid myself of my clothes before rejoining the now-naked twelve year old schoolgirl on my bed.
She wasn't a big girl by any means. Fully clothed there was little of her. Laying naked on my bed, there was even less of her. Debbie was more skinny than slim, her skin quite pale as if she didn't see the sun often enough. She was under five feet tall and if she weighed five stones it would have been a lot. She looked exactly what she was - a young, physically immature schoolgirl - and I thought she was the sexiest and most desirable little thing I'd ever seen.
I positioned myself between her legs and stroked her immature virgin pussy. Debbie had her eyes closed, probably unable to believe that her girlish fantasies were about to come true. I felt her young body jerk when she felt the tip of my tongue lick along her wet slit.
Her taste was completely different to that of an older girl. Where my other lovers had had a strong, musky smell and taste, young Debbie's pussy was sweeter and cleaner smelling I thought. Not that I gave it a great deal of consideration as my tongue greedily lapped up all of the juices that were flowing freely from her pussy.
Using my fingers, I eased apart the folds of her pussy, exposing the tiny pink bud of her clitty. I felt the schoolgirl tense in anticipation as moved my head nearer to her pussy, then flick the tip of my tongue over the sensitive little bud.
Debbie gasped 'oh' when I licked her clitty, then 'oh' again. I flicked the tip of my tongue repeatedly over the little girl's inexperienced, virgin sex, slowly to begin with, then more quickly. She began to squirm and writhe as her innocent little body experienced sexual awakening. Debbie was panting and moaning at the unexpected pleasure I was giving her pussy, which served to arouse me as well.
Still licking her clitty, I sipped a finger into the wetness of the schoolgirl's sex. She let out a small sound of pain when my fingertip bumped up against her hymen. Without hesitation, I shoved my finger more firmly into the little girl. She cried out and her legs clamped together, trapping my hand between her legs.
"It's alright, Debbie" I soothed, "it only hurts for a few moments"
"I, I wasn't expecting that" she said, her voice sounding pained.
"I know, babe, I know" I said, "but it soon passes" I told her. My hand was still trapped between her thighs, my finger still deep in her pussy. I wriggled it around, then I felt her legs relax and she let out a whoosh of pent-up breath. Debbie opened her legs and I slipped my hand out from between them. There was blood on the finger that had broken her hymen. I wiped it off on my thigh.
"There, that's better, isn't it" It was a statement more than a question. Debbie nodded and managed a smile. I moved up to her face and kissed her gently.
"That's the worst bit over" I said, kissed her again, then returned to her pussy.
I slid two fingers into the schoolgirl's sex, feeling her pussy walls tighten around them.
"Just relax, Debs. It won't hurt anymore" I said gently. It didn't do any good. If anything, her pussy became even tighter. I tried to ease my fingers out of Debbie's sex, but she was so tense and uptight that they were trapped in her.
Using the thumb of my other hand, I slipped it between the folds of the little girl's pussy and found her clitty. I began to lightly rub it over the hard bud and in moments felt some of the tightness around my fingers ease. I slipped my fingers out of Debbie's pussy, then immediately slipped them back into her. Although her pussy was still tight, I was able to finger-fuck her with more ease than before.
I caught a glimpse of my clock/radio in the corner of my eye. Christ! Where had the time gone? Tracey would be home in less than half-an-hour and there I was, arsing about with her friend!
I finger-fucked Debbie for another couple of minutes, her pussy still tight, but jeez, was she wet! I had no fears of her drying up on me when I withdrew my fingers from her and positioned myself between her thighs.
She did tense when she felt the head of my swollen organ bump up against her labial lips. I leaned over the little girl, pressed my lips against hers and pushed my hips forward. There was initial resistance, which I expected. I thrust my hips forward again, then again more firmly and aggressively. I felt a huge surge of emotion wash through me as I felt my organ being swallowed by the twelve year old schoolgirl's tight pussy.
Tears sprang into Debbie's eyes when she realised that her innocent virgin pussy was stuffed full of my erect prick. I kissed them away as I drew my length back then eased it slowly into the little girl again.
God she was tight! Her pussy held my prick an a vice-like grip, which wasn't as uncomfortable as it might sound. For sure, those other girls hadn't been as tight as the schoolgirl I was laying on top of, and I hadn't felt half as much when my prick had been in their pussies.
It was though every single minuscule movement I made was being magnified a thousand-fold as I slipped my swollen organ in and out of my immature lover's pussy. Nothing, nothing at all, in my limited sexual experience could have forewarned me just how wonderful, magical and downright sexy it would be making love with such a young girl. As my prick slipped freely in Debbie's sex, I felt a swell of ..., well, love for her that took me by surprise. I don't know; maybe I was confused or something. All I knew with any degree of certainty was that it was the most sexually exciting thing that had ever happened to me.
As Debbie became more used to the feel of my prick in her pussy, she relaxed more. I looked at her pretty face, at her wide-open eyes and her smiling mouth and felt delighted that I was bringing her dreams, fantasies or whatever to life. I felt great!
I couldn't keep my hands off those delightful, tiny titties of hers. They fascinated me and excited me. As I slipped my prick in and out of her pussy, my mouth fell onto the firm round mounds and I sucked at them greedily. I felt Debbie entwining her fingers in my hair and murmuring to me. I didn't have a clue what she was saying, but it felt nice anyway.
In the back of my mind was the unfortunate awareness that time was against me. I wished that I'd suggested Tracey stay out longer than the two hours we'd agreed on. I wanted what I had with Debbie to go on and on, and to not have to rush things. I gave each of her gorgeous little titties a final suck and lingering kiss before concentrating all of my efforts on her sweet young pussy.
I began to move my hips more quickly, slipping my prick into my twelve year old lover more firmly. Debbie opened her legs wider still to allow me to move more freely, which turned me even more than I already was.
I placed my hands either side of the pretty little girls head and watched her face as my prick slammed into her young body. She had her eyes closed a look of what I can only describe as pure bliss on her face as her immature body was taken from a girl's to a young woman's. Time after time my hips crashed into hers, driving my prick deep into her pussy. I was breathing heavily with the effort I was putting into making love with the schoolgirl, panting and grunting each time my prick plunged into her sex again.
I had been wanking since I was about eleven years old, so I knew what those tingles meant when they began in my toes. I started to pump even harder and faster still in Debbie, feeling those tingles build and build in intensity with every stroke of my stiff prick in her tight pussy. My head began to swim with sexual delirium as the tingles became a maddening buzz. I felt my balls contract and my prick swell thicker still.
"I'm gonna cuuuum!!" I cried, just as my prick seemed to explode and my mind went numb. For several long, beautifully agonising seconds all that I was aware of was the most incredible and amazing sensations and feelings emanating from my prick. I could feel cum erupting from the head of my madly pumping organ as it filled Debbie's pussy. And still I couldn't stop thrusting myself into her little body.
I never wanted those feelings to stop. They were too beautiful, too exciting and indescribable to let go of willingly. It seemed eons had passed when my head began to clear and I regained my senses: my proper senses. My hips slowed, the tingles and mind-numbing euphoria disappeared as magically as it had come and I slipped out of the schoolgirl's sex, my prick still hard, but completely spent.
Debbie launched herself at me, kissing me and telling me that she loved me. You know, at that moment, I loved her too. I returned her kisses, couldn't keep my hands off her skinny, little girl body and wished to hell that I didn't have a little sister due home in under ten minutes...
I was sitting in an armchair and Debbie on the sofa when Tracey arrived home two hours almost to the minute after she'd gone out. She looked at me, looked at Debbie then back at me again. I kept my face bland, bored even. Tracey looked puzzled, then annoyed. She exhaled an exaggerated sigh after she'd greeted her friend. Debbie, too, gave nothing away and, when my sister's back was momentarily turned, smiled shyly at me. I winked at her and smiled right back. She really was the prettiest little thing....
Tracey was a persistent little bitch. She got rid of Debbie as soon as she reasonably could after she'd got home. She tried pumping me for information about what had gone on while she'd been out, but I refused to play ball. She wasn't satisfied with my assurance that everything was sorted out and there would be no further problems from Debbie.
"I'll find out, you know" she said, making it sound like a threat.
"There's nothing to find out" I told her, for the fifth or sixth time.
"We'll see" Tracey said haughtily.
How was I to know how things would turn out? How was I to know that I would have another, equally amazing, experience with a twelve year old schoolgirl? And so soon after Debbie? That's a story in itself, which I'll tell you about sometime...
THE END.... of part one
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Anonymous reader
2015-01-05 23:19:00
More realistic then a lot of stories good job
Anonymous reader
2014-08-05 21:30:35
QJqR6C I am so grateful for your blog post. Really Great.
Bend Over Backwards
2012-08-05 05:08:41
Oh wow, this is more like it! I LOVE the way you build up the story instaed of just jumping right into thye sex action. I came TWICE reading this. I hope Part Two is as good!
anonymous reader
2012-01-26 11:08:44
Mmm, my big bro loves me, too. He is also gentle and caring, just like the brother is this story. Time to go see what he's up to. I have an aching wet pussy that needs some urgent big brother attention!
Good Boy Gone Bad
2011-02-06 04:52:44
Sexy as hell. Simple, effective use of words. Made me blow twice before I'd reached the end!
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