Pant-Wearing Freak

Summary: What could Bella walk in on that would scar her for life?Christmas will never be the same for Bella, especially when one song keeps playing every time she turns on the radio. Rated M for disturbing metal images ;

AN: This is my entry for the Broken Record Holiday Contest. I had entirely too much fun writing this. I hope everyone enjoys my sick sense of humor.

My fabulous beta Birdee18 helped to make this so much better. Thanks for being an awesome beta and friend. Oh, and she said beware when reading. You won't want to be eating or drinking.

Thanks to my wonderful ladies at The Writer's Coffee Shop. You guys will never know how much your support means. Thanks TO82 for reading this and making sure it wasn't too ridiculous.

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns all things Twilight. Bob Rivers owns the song Walkin' 'Round in Women's Underwear. I just had fun combining the two.
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Oh. My. God. Some things just can't be unseen once they're burned into your brain. The sight of my father, the Chief of Police dancing around the kitchen in a white lace teddy, garter belt, thigh highs, and high heels was beyond disturbing.

It was a Saturday afternoon two weeks before Christmas when my tale of woe began. I was supposed to be staying the weekend at my best friend Alice's house. Her dad was out of town on business, and her mother set up the ultimate girl's weekend for all of us. Our list of activities included mani/pedis, chick flicks, gossip, and putting the final touches on our dresses for the Christmas Ball.

The wives of the hospital board members held a formal dance on Christmas Eve every year. It was the biggest event of the year. You might as well commit social suicide by not attending. This would be my first year to actually enjoy the ball and not work as a volunteer. Normally I could either be found manning the coat check or the refreshment table. I actually had a boyfriend this year and would be able to wear a beautiful dress and enjoy the evening wrapped in his arms.

Edward and I had been friends since Junior High. He finally got the nerve up to ask me on a date last year. I was a nervous wreck until Edward picked me up that night. I didn't want anything to change between us. We were great friends, and I didn't want to lose that relationship with him. All of my nervousness was for naught. The date was perfect. We talked like we always had, and I loved the feel of his hand wrapped around mine. The kiss goodnight was all it took for both of us to realize we were perfect for each other. The rest, they say, is history.

Alice threw open the door to her house before I could even lift my hand to ring the bell. "Bells, you are late!"

I blushed. "I'm sorry, Ali. I was finishing up making a few things for Dad to eat this weekend. You know he can't even boil water without a visit from the fire department."

Alice laughed and pulled me into her house. "Well, we can't have the fine men of Forks Fire Department showing up at your house when you aren't there. That would be such a waste of man-meat." I cringed at her use of the word man-meat. "Now, where's your dress? We have lots of alterations to do to it."

I slapped my hand on my forehead. "Oh my god! I left it at home."

Alice turned me around and shoved me out the front door. "Isabella, you will go straight home and get that dress." She had her arms folded in front of her chest and was tapping her toe. I couldn't help but crack a smile at the sight of my best friend.

"Sir, yes, sir," I said to Alice as I saluted her. She scowled at me and picked up a vase from the entry table and drew it back like she was going to throw it at me. I quickly turned around and made a run for my truck before I could get assaulted with lead crystal.

I was surprised to see Charlie's cruiser sitting in the drive-way when I returned home. I thought he had to work a double that day and wouldn't be home until around midnight. I shrugged my shoulders and made my way to the front door. I was surprised at the sounds I heard coming from the house the closer I got to the front door. Madonna's "Like a Virgin" was playing at full blast. After unlocking the door, I hesitantly entered the house wondering what the hell was going on. I turned the corner into the kitchen, and that's when my whole world changed. I shrieked when I saw Charlie dancing around the kitchen in women's lingerie.

Charlie turned quickly, ending in a crouch with his gun drawn. Where the hell did he have that thing stored? I shuddered at the thought and decided that I really didn't want to know the answer to that question. I then began to realize how sad it was that my father moved around more gracefully in heels than I could ever dream of.

"Bells, what the hell are you doing home?" Charlie asked as he lowered his gun but remained in his crouch.

I just stood staring my father down in disbelief. "Dad? W-what are you w-wearing?"

Charlie looked down at his clothes and turned as red as a tomato all over his body. "Shit! Um...I just...aw hell. Bells, you were supposed to be gone all weekend. What are you doing home?" He finally stood up and crossed his hands over his chest and started tapping his toe.

"I came home because I forgot my dress for the ball. I thought you were working a double today. I never expected to walk into my own home to find that my father is a cross dresser!" I had started talking in a calm voice but ended up screaming by the time I was done.

"I'm not a cross dresser," he said, hanging his head in shame.

"If you aren't a cross dresser, then how the hell do you explain this?" I asked, waving my hand up and down at his ridiculous attire.

"I just like the way they feel."

"How long have you been doing this?" I pinched the bridge of my nose with my thumb and forefinger; a habit I'd picked up from Edward.

Charlie sighed. "About two years after Renee left, I'd had a night of heavy drinking when I found some of her lingerie buried in a box in the closet. The fabric was so soft and silky and I always like the feel of it on Renee, so I thought ‘what the hell' and put it on."

I was staring at my father in utter disbelief. "Okay that was way TMI, Dad. It was bad enough to walk in the kitchen and see this," I said, pointing at my scantily clad father. "But to hear you say that is beyond disturbing." I shuddered.

"Bells, you were never supposed to know about this," he whispered with his head hung in shame.

I sighed. "Look, I'll just grab my dress, go back to Alice's, and let's try to pretend this never happened. From now on, if I'm not supposed to be home, I'll call if I need to come home for any reason."

Charlie gave me a sheepish smile. "Thanks, kiddo."

I hurried to my room, grabbed my dress, and bolted out the door without a second glance toward my father. I drove back to Alice's in such a daze that I didn't remember making the trip. I was surprised when I heard Alice knock on the window to my truck.

"Bella, what the hell is going on? I've been standing here for the past few minutes trying to get your attention. What took you so long?" She was talking like an ADHD kid hyped up on pixie sticks and Red Bull.

"Slow down, Ali. Sorry, I just ran into Charlie at home. We were both surprised to see each other." I reached over to the passenger side of the truck and grabbed the dress. Alice yanked it from my hands and danced her way back into her house. I needed to make sure all sugar and caffeine products were hidden from my hyper friend.

The next few hours passed in a blur. Alice finished altering my dress while Rose gave me a pedi. I didn't care for the hot pink polish she used on my toes, but there was no stopping her. Mrs. Brandon busied herself in the kitchen making us all sorts of junk food for the movie marathon that would be starting shortly.

I was busy painting Rose's toes when I heard it for the first time. At first I thought I was imagining things. It was the tune of "Walking in a Winter Wonderland," but the lyrics were nothing like I remembered.

Lacy things, the wife is missin'
Didn't ask, her permission
I'm wearin' her clothes
Her silk pantyhose
Walkin' 'round in women's underwear

In the store, there's a teddy
Little straps, like spaghetti
It holds me so tight
Like handcuffs at night
Walkin' 'round in women's underwear

I stared at the radio in disbelief as the song started talking about men wearing women's underwear.

Alice squealed. "This is the funniest song I've ever heard! Do you really think there are men who like to wear women's lingerie?"

"Ali, there are some pretty sick guys out there that get off on that kinda shit, so I'm sure there are some sickos who do." Rose gave Alice a look like she was a naive little girl.

"Um, I'm sure it happens. I bet we'd be surprised to know who actually would do it," I whispered in embarrassment. Rose's reaction to the song and subject made me realize that I couldn't even confide in my best friends the disturbing new development about my dad.

The rest of the girls' night went smoothly. We stuffed ourselves with the wonderful things Mrs. Brandon made for us, watched a ridiculous amount of chick flicks, and gossiped about Lauren and Jessica getting caught behind the gym with Newton. I could totally see skanky Lauren and cocky Newton being into a three-some, but Jessica was a shock. I guess there really wasn't anything she wasn't willing to do to get Newton.

It seemed like the world was out to taunt me with my shocking discovery of Charlie's penchant for wearing silk and lace. That next week I heard that damn song every time I turned on the radio. I cringed any time the music for it would start up. Rose and Alice were thoroughly amused with the lyrics so always cranked it up and happily sang along with it. Neither seemed to notice my discomfort with the song. I just kept praying that I would make it through this holiday season without killing either one of them or anyone finding out my dark family secret. Of course, my luck was never that good.

It was two days before the Christmas Ball when the cat was let out of the bag. I'd been at the mall with Alice, Rose, Jasper, Emmett, and Edward. We were doing some last minute shopping. The guys were off in the arcade while we girls finished shopping. I left Alice and Rose in the shoe department at Saks and headed to Victoria's Secret to get a few items for myself. I hated going to Vicky's with them. They always made me try on the most ridiculous lingerie.

That damn song started playing through the store's sound system. I sighed in frustration and mumbled, "Why me, Lord? Have I not been a good daughter? Why must you torture me with this ridiculous song to remind me that my father is a panty-wearing freak?"

A throat clearing from behind me made me jump a foot in the air. I slowly turned around clutching my heaving chest and was shocked to see Emmett standing there with a shit-eating grin on his face. "Emmett, what the hell are you doing here?"

"IzzyB, did my ears deceive me? Did you just call your dad a panty-wearing freak?" He waggled his eye brows at me.

"Um...no...I...I said he was a panty-loving freak." My voice raised an octave on the last two words.

"This is me you're talking to. You know you can't lie to me. So tell me, does the Chief really like to wear this?" He was twirling a pair of lacy boy shorts on his finger.

I groaned and dropped my head into my hands.

"Oh shit! Speak of the devil," Emmett said as he pulled me down behind a rack of robes. I started to protest when he threw his hand over my mouth. "Look at the corset rack," he whispered.

I looked at the corset rack and felt my stomach drop. Glancing through the silky garments was my father. He had a euphoric smile on his face as he made it a point to touch as many garments as possible. I shuddered at the sight.

"Edward is gonna shit when he finds this out." I gave Emmett a look of sheer horror.

"You can't! No one can know this. Please!" I had a death grip on Emmett's collar as I begged him to keep this secret.

"IzzyB, how long have you known about Charlie's love for lady wear?"

"About two weeks." Emmett gave me a surprised look at my confession.

"He seems rather comfortable in this store to only have been doing it for a few weeks."

"Well, he's been doing it longer than that. I just had the bad luck of catching him in the act a few weeks ago," I blushed.

Emmett fell over clutching his stomach trying not to laugh too loud. I started to see tears streaming down his face. I was so glad my complete humiliation over my father's freaky life style was so amusing to him. I smacked him on the arm. "Would you stop," I said through clenched teeth.

"I'm sorry, IzzyB. I couldn't help myself. I just have one question. Does he borrow your panties?" I smacked Emmett on the back of his head so heard that a loud pop could be heard across the store. Rose would've been proud.

"Bells, what are you and Emmett doing on the floor?" I froze at the sound of my father's voice. "Is there something you'd like to tell me?" My face went from white to red in .03 seconds. I wished I could've faded into the floor.

"Hey, Dad. Emmett just tripped." Charlie gave me a disbelieving look.

"So, Chief, what brings you to the land of lace and silk? Buying something nice for your secret piece on the side?" Emmett grinned.

Charlie and I were both caught of guard by Emmett's question. I stared at him in horror while Charlie started stammering. "Well, um, I was just, um, trying to find a nice pair of pajamas for Bella for Christmas. Sorry to ruin the surprise." Charlie gave me a pleading look. I gave him a slight nod letting him know that I would go along with his ruse.

"You're such a good dad. Most would be too scared to step foot in here. Well, me and IzzyB need to go meet up with everyone else. It was good to see you, Chief." Emmett gave my dad a quick salute and dragged me out of the store.

"Em, you have to swear to me that no one, not even Rose, will ever hear about this from you."

"I cross my heart and hope to die," he said, crossing his heart with his fingers to emphasize his promise.

Just because Emmett promised not to say anything didn't mean he wouldn't torture me with his new found knowledge. The next few days were filled with random panty or lingerie comments. He also played that damn song any chance he got. Rose and Alice were totally confused by his comments while I would turn red and smack him on his head. Jasper and Edward just laughed each time. They loved the idea that Emmett had found a new way to irritate me to the point of hitting him.

It was finally Christmas Eve, and I spent the day at Alice's house getting ready for the ball. I was nervous since it was my first ball that I got to attend as a guest. My day was spent in a chair with Alice, Rose, and Mrs. Brandon fussing over my hair and make up. I was pleased that they didn't go overboard with anything. My hair was curled and pulled up with a few tendrils loose around my face. My makeup was very light, only enhancing my natural features.

Alice had made me a simple red, sleeveless, silk chiffon gown with a gathered empire waist and plunging V neckline. It flowed all the way to the floor. Edward loved the dress and couldn't keep his eyes off of me for the entire evening. All of the stress this dress caused was worth it in the end. Edward and I had a wonderful evening dancing and visiting with our friends. Emmett was kind enough not to tease me with lingerie comments. It was quickly approaching midnight, which meant the end of the most magical evening I'd ever had. I was on the dance floor wrapped in Edward's arms when my night took a turn for the worse.

"We're going to liven up the mood just a bit before we call this evening to a close. This is a special request for IzzyB from your Emmy Bear." The DJ was grinning like the Cheshire cat as he started the song. I cringed as the song started to play. Edward gave me a curious look.

"Bella, why did Emmett dedicate this song to you?"

"I'm gonna kill him," was my only response. I wriggled my way out of Edward's arms and stomped over to Emmett. I grabbed his arm and pulled him away from Rose. She was about to say something when I shot her a death glare. She quickly backed down. I finally stopped when I reached the balcony.

"Emmett, what the hell was that all about?"

"Calm down, IzzyB. I couldn't resist. No one else has a clue what's going on. It's our own private joke. Please don't be mad at me." Emmett was pleading with me by the time he finished talking.

"Emmett, I honestly don't find it very funny. Please stop. It's bad enough I have to live with this; please stop making it harder on me."

"I'm sorry, Bella. I didn't mean to make life miserable for you. I didn't mean to take things too far. Please forgive me." Emmett looked at me with his bottom lip sticking out in a pout. He knew I couldn't resist the pout. I sighed in resignation and nodded my head. He gave me a huge bear hug and walked me back to Edward.

"Is everything okay, baby?" Edward asked, concerned.

"Yeah." Edward wrapped his arms around me, and we enjoyed the last dance of the evening.

Christmas morning was quite the event. I woke up to the smell of pancakes and bacon. I panicked, thinking Charlie had cooked. I ran downstairs to find Emmett standing in the kitchen wearing an apron flipping pancakes.

"Hey, IzzyB. Merry Christmas!"

I gave him a suspicious look and turned to the table to find Charlie happily eating. "Merry Christmas, Emmett. Why are you in my kitchen on Christmas morning making me breakfast?"

"Well, I wanted to apologize for torturing you these past few days. I honestly didn't mean to upset you. Charlie was kind enough to help me out and set this breakfast feast up for you."

I glanced at Charlie and smiled at the proud look on his face. "Thanks, guys."

"No problem, IzzyB. Charlie and I had a very good talk while you were sleeping. We came to an understanding." I couldn't figure out what the hell Emmett was talking about.

"Yeah. Emmett agreed to keep his big mouth shut about my affection for lady wear, and I agreed not to throw his ass in jail for the streaking incident last month." Charlie grinned wickedly at Emmett.

I looked back and forth between the two for a few minutes before finally giving up. I didn't know how Charlie found out that Emmett knew and honestly, I didn't want to know. All I knew was my father was out of the closet to Emmett and thankfully had power over him to keep his mouth shut.

"So, Dad, does your cross-dressing tendencies mean you're gay?" Charlie choked on his coffee.

"Isabella, let's get a few things straight. Number one, I've already told you I'm not a cross-dresser. Please drop that. Number two, I'm most definitely not gay." He was talking in his official police chief voice.

"Sorry, Dad." I hung my head down in embarrassment. It was still hard to accept that my dad liked to wear women's underwear.

"It's okay, kiddo. I know this isn't the best thing to know about your old man, but it's who I am. You two are the only ones who know this about me. I'm not ashamed of the fact that I wear lingerie; I just don't think people would understand. I also don't want you to have problems over it. People just don't understand and I know the kids at school would give you hell over it. I love you, Bells, and don't ever want to do anything to make your life hard." Charlie wiped the sweat from his brow. That was obviously hard for him to say.

I choked back the tears that threatened to fall. My dad wasn't a freak. I realized at that moment that I didn't care if he liked to wear silk and lace. As long as he was happy, then I'd be happy for him. I gave him a big hug.

"I love you, Daddy."

"I love you too, kiddo."

Emmett cleared his throat and thrust a gift into my face. I thought we'd already exchanged our gifts. "I know we've already done this. Just open the damn thing."

I smiled at him and started ripping off the paper. I removed the lid from the box and dug through the red tissue paper. I looked in horror at what I'd pulled out of the box. I was holding a purple leopard and lace babydoll. I couldn't believe Emmett had gotten that for me. I looked in the box to see a set of detachable garters and matching thong. My face turned bright red.

"Emmett, what the hell?"

"It just screamed 'naughty Bella' so I had to get it for you," Emmett snickered.

The words that came from my dad's mouth officially scarred me for life.

"Damn, Bells, that's nice. Do you think I could borrow it sometime?"

The Perfect Gift

Summary: It's Nessie's first Christmas after she reaches full maturity. As Nessie deals with boy troubles, Bella copes with the fact that her little girl is growing up and struggles trying to find the perfect gift for Nessie. This was my entry for iFic's Canon Christmas Contest. Rated T.

AN: Another contest pushed me to write something that's been in my head for the past six months. I'm not a huge fan of Nessie so I fought this idea for ever. I hope everyone enjoys it.

Birdee, thanks so making me look good everytime you weild your might red pen. You are awesome. Thanks to vjgm for being an awesome validation beta. Your speedy validations are greatly appreciated. TSO, you are a brilliant CPM. Thanks for helping work out the kinks.

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Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns any Twilight characters that may appear in this story. The remainder is my original work. Copyright 2009 by Jennmc. No copying or reproduction of this work is permitted without my express written authorization.


Growing up I never gave much thought to being a mother. I was always more of an adult than my mother ever was. Once I met Edward there was no doubt in my mind that having him by my side for eternity was more important that any child I could have with another man. I didn’t want any child that wasn’t an equal part of me and Edward. Finding out I was pregnant was the happiest and scariest moment of my life. I was overjoyed that Edward and I had created a life together, but at the same time I was terrified of what exactly was growing inside of me. The one thing I knew for certain was that I loved the little nudger in my body more than my own life. I would do anything to keep him or her safe and happy.

I finished arranging the string of lights on our Christmas tree and sighed happily. I always felt so much joy when I thought about Nessie and Edward and how lucky I was to have forever with my husband and my beautiful daughter. The smile on my face grew wider when I picked up an ornament carved out of wood. It was a wolf baying at the moon. Jake gave it to Nessie for her first Christmas. It was a larger version of the wolf that dangled from the bracelet he gave me for graduation.

Jake was a part of our family too. No matter how things turned out between him and Nessie, he would always be there for her. Nessie was more stubborn than her father and I put together. She told us constantly that she loved Jake, but she wasn’t in love with him, at least not yet. She was attending Forks High as a junior this year and had discovered there were guys other than Jake available to her. It drove him crazy with jealousy. Edward spent the entire month of September trying to calm Jake and remind him that it wasn’t a foregone conclusion that he and Nessie were to be together.

Nessie went out on a few dates. I couldn’t tell you if Edward or Jake was more irritable during her dates. She seemed to be more frustrated after each date. The last date she went on was two weeks ago with some kid named Evan. He was a nice boy, but I just knew it wouldn’t work out with them. My thoughts were confirmed when she came stomping in the main house after her date. She plopped down on the couch and let out a frustrated sigh.

“Nessie, honey, did your date not go well with Evan?”

“No,” she pouted.

“Want to tell me about it?”

“Why do boys insist on trying to put their hands all over you? I only wanted to watch the movie, not get assaulted by some hormone fueled boy.”

I wasn’t worried about where Evan tried to put his hands. Nessie would get irritated if a boy tried to hold her hand. “What exactly did he do, baby?”

“He kept trying to hold my hand or put his arm around me at the movie. I just wanted to enjoy the movie, not have him hanging all over me. The worst part was when he leaned in to try and kiss me goodnight. Mom, how did you ever put up with boys?”

I couldn’t help but laugh at my daughter’s innocence. She may have looked like a 17 year old, but she was still only seven chronologically. “Dear, I never dated anyone before your father, so I never had to put up with boys pawing me. I can tell you that when you are with the right boy, you will relish every touch from him.”

“I just don’t get it. I can’t stop thinking about Jake when I’m with another boy. I always compare everything they do to Jake. Mom, will my feelings ever get deeper for him?”

I pulled her into my arms and stroked her hair. “Baby, I don’t know what to tell you. Jake tends to grow on you. I think all of your dates are actually helping you and Jake. It’s showing you how you really feel about him. I’ve noticed the more dates you go on, the more you hang out with Jake. Just be patient. I think you will wake up one day and everything will just fall into place with Jake.”

Nessie nodded her head and gave me a squeeze. “Thanks, Mom. Did Grandma Esme get anymore ice cream? I could really use a therapy session with Ben and Jerry.”

A velvety voice brought me out of my memories. “What has put the lovely smile on your face, love?”

“I was just thinking of our daughter.”

Edward smiled. “What were you thinking about?”

“I was thinking about how she’s struggling right now trying to figure out her feelings for Jake.”

Edward nodded his head. “She really is confused. She’s only seven. She shouldn’t have to worry about love and forever.”

“I know. I was equipped to handle that decision at seventeen. I don’t know what I would’ve done if I had to make that decision when I was seven.”

Edward ran his hands through his hair and let out a deep breath. “That is the real problem right now. Nessie may look like a seventeen-year- old girl, but she is still only seven. She wasn’t worried about Jake and boyfriends until she started school. All of the boys there are hormone-driven teenagers that only see Nessie as this gorgeous teenager. I think this new attention from her human classmates is confusing her about what she should be feeling for Jake.”

Edward and I finished decorating the Christmas tree as I thought more about Nessie’s love life. I was terrified at the thought of her falling in love with a human. I finally understood all of the thoughts and feelings Edward struggled with while I was human. Nessie never had to worry about Jake knowing our secrets. His life was intertwined completely with ours. She wouldn’t have to worry about us changing Jake to be with him forever, either. Life would be so much easier if Nessie’s heart would mature as fast as her body. Hopefully, this dating phase she was going through wouldn’t last long and we wouldn’t have to worry about any of this.

Nessie threw open the door a few minutes after Edward and I had finished decorating the house for Christmas. She flopped onto the couch and let out a dreamy sigh.

“Welcome home, baby,” I said as I handed her a few cookies.

“Hey, Mom.”

Edward sat next to Nessie and asked, “What has you in such a good mood?”

“I might finally be in love.” Edward’s already pale face lost all color.

“Did you finally realize how much you love Jake, sweetie?” I asked.

“No. Grandma Esme and Grandpa Carlisle have a few visitors, and I think I’m in love with one of them,” she said dreamily.

I didn’t know Carlisle and Esme had visitors. I wracked my brain trying to think who could be here that Nessie didn’t already know. “Sweetheart, who’s visiting?”

“Nahuel and Huilen.” It had been almost six years since we had seen them.

Edward cleared his throat. “Did you speak with them?”

“No, Daddy. I just saw them, but that was enough. I just know he’s the one.” I heard a low growl coming from Edward.

I placed my hand on his shoulder in an attempt to calm him. “Why don’t we go to the main house and say our hellos.” Edward nodded, and we left our cottage hand-in-hand as a family.

We could hear our family’s happy voices and laughter as we approached the house. I cringed when I heard Jake’s low growl. I heard the door slam, and he appeared in our path a few seconds later.

“Good evening, Jacob,” Edward said, nodding his head.

“I don’t know what’s so good about it,” Jake sneered.

“Hey, Jake.” Nessie skipped up to him and threw her arms around him. Jake cracked a little smile and returned her hug. “What’s got you so grumpy?”

“Our good friends Nahuel and Huilen are visiting,” he said through clenched teeth. Jake wasn’t too happy with Nahuel the last time he was here. He felt like Nahuel was looking at Nessie like she was a prize to be won six years ago.

“Nessie told us they were here. We were on our way to the house to greet them. Were you leaving for the evening?” Edward looked at Jake, and I could tell they were having a silent conversation.

“You know that’s rude, Daddy,” Nessie huffed.

Edward just smirked at Nessie and started walking toward the main house. “Come on, Jake. I want to talk with Nahuel.” Jake fell in step next to Edward and they disappeared up the path.

“Mom, we better get there before Daddy and Jake can embarrass me.” Nessie grabbed my hand and started running toward the house. We ran into the house and couldn’t find Edward, Jake, or Nahuel anywhere.

“You’ve grown into such a beautiful woman, child.” I cringed when I heard Huilen call Nessie a woman. My baby was only seven and in no way ready to be a woman.

“Thanks,” Nessie said beaming.

“What brings you to Forks?” I didn’t need to ask. I knew they were here for Nessie. For some reason, the thought of Nessie being in a relationship with Nahuel really upset me. Maybe it was because he and Huilen both looked at my daughter like she was a woman. Nessie was in no way ready for all of this.

“Nahuel and I were curious to see how Renesmee has matured.”

That confirmed my suspicions. It was time for momma bear to come out of hibernation. “Nessie has reached her full physical maturity, but she continues to grow mentally. There is still so much she doesn’t fully understand.”

“Mom, you are embarrassing me,” Nessie scoffed.

Edward, Jake, and Nahuel walked back into the house before I could respond to Nessie. Jake sat next to Nessie and got as close as he could without actually sitting on her lap. Nahuel took the seat next to Huilen and refused to meet Jake’s or Edward’s eyes. I was dying to know what exactly they talked about.

“Hello, Nahuel,” Nessie said softly.

“Hello,” he responded, refusing to make eye contact with her.

Nessie got out of her seat and pulled Nahuel to his feet. “Let’s take a walk and catch up. A lot’s happened in six years.” She dragged him out of the door, not giving Nahuel a chance to refuse. Jake looked mad and Edward looked shocked.

“What did you two say to him?” Esme gave them both a disapproving look.

“We just made sure that he understood that even though Nessie may be physically fully matured, she was in no way mature,” Edward said proudly.

I laughed. “What are you leaving out, dear?”

Edward looked ashamed. “We may have threatened to rip him to pieces if he tried to tell her that they belonged together because they were the same.”

Esme shook her head. “Edward, dear, I understand your concern, but could you please give your child a little credit. She goes on dates with human boys and doesn’t let them influence her thoughts. I’m sure she will be the same with Nahuel.”

“I know you are right, Esme, but I don’t like the way he looks at her.”

Huilen looked offended. “He looks at her with nothing but respect and admiration.”

“Hardly,” Jake scoffed. “He looks at her like she is a steak and he is a starving man ready to devour her.” Edward nodded his head in agreement.

“You need to look at this from his perspective. His sisters and I have been the only females in his life for over 150 years. He’s just excited to find a female that he’s not related to that he could have as a mate.”

Both Edward and Jake growled at the word “mate.”

“I apologize for my son and Jake’s rude behavior, Huilen,” Esme said, embarrassed.

“Don’t apologize for me, Esme. I’m not sorry. I want Nessie to be happy, but she is too young to be thinking about a mate. She’s only seven!” Jake was pacing and yelling by the time he finished talking.

Alice appeared in the living room and had a seat next to Huilen. “It’s so good to see you and Nahuel again.”

“It’s always good to see you, Alice,” Huilen smiled.

“I think everyone is forgetting something very important. Nessie isn’t Nahuel’s only choice for a companion. He can be with a vampire too.” I raised my eyebrow at Alice. She had a smug look like she had had a vision.

“Alice makes a very good point. I think Nahuel doesn’t need to limit himself to considering just one person. There is an entire world of female vampires out there. He could find his happiness with one of them.” Esme gave Alice a nod of approval.

Nessie and Nahuel walked back in the room. He looked devastated while she looked frustrated. Nahuel returned to his seat next to Huilen. Nessie sat on the floor in front of Jake and leaned back against the couch between his legs. He relaxed and started rubbing her shoulders. I couldn’t help but smile at the sight. They fit together so perfectly.

We only spent a few hours at the main house before Nessie started yawning. We said our goodbyes and walked back to our cottage with our daughter. I was anxious to get her away from everyone so I could find out what happened between her and Nahuel.

“Don’t ask, Mom. I don’t want to talk about it,” she said, defeated.

“Baby, you need to talk about it.”

She dropped her head and sighed. “Can I just show you when we get home?”

“Of course you can, baby.”

I pulled her close to my side and tried to comfort her on the walk home. It broke my heart to see her so sad. I looked at Edward and was surprised to not see a smug look on his face. I guess seeing his daughter hurting was enough to keep his gloating at bay.

Renesmee and I settled on the couch while Edward turned on the Christmas tree lights. “Thanks, Daddy.”

“Anything for my princess. Now can you tell us what happened between you and Nahuel?”

Nessie shook her head and hesitantly grabbed my hand. She was going to show us. Edward started to gently rub her back while she replayed the whole scene in her head for us.

We saw Nessie and Nahuel sitting on a boulder beside the river behind the house. She looked nervous, and he looked like he was ready to pounce on her. I could hear Edward’s jaw clenching when he noticed. She was telling him all about her classes in school when Nahuel grabbed her hand. Nessie’s nose wrinkled like she smelled something bad. She obviously didn’t like the way her hand felt in his, but she didn’t pull away from him.

Nahuel didn’t attempt to interrupt her conversation. He just gazed longingly at her, mesmerized by the movement of her lips. Nessie was telling him about one of the boys pulling the fire alarm when he leaned closer and tried to kiss her. She slapped his face and jumped back before his lips could make contact with her. Nahuel was in complete shock, and Nessie was on the verge of tears. She accepted his apology, and they made their way back to the main house.

I pulled my daughter into a tight embrace and rubbed her back. “I’m so sorry, baby. I know you wanted there to be something special between you and Nahuel.”

“Mom, all I could think about when Nahuel touched me was Jake. I just don’t understand,” she sniffed.

I felt so helpless. I looked to Edward for help. “Renesmee, you are only seven, baby. You don’t have to grow up so fast. Don’t be in such a rush to find a romantic relationship. You have all the time in the world to decide who you want to love.”

“Daddy, I know you don’t like the thought of me growing up, but I’m afraid to tell you that it has already happened. I may only be seven, but my body isn’t. I look at the boys at school and just see another person. I look at Jake, and I don’t feel complete unless he is right beside me holding my hand. I got excited when I saw Nahuel because I felt a flutter in my stomach. Jake is the only other person who has ever made my stomach flutter.”

I pulled back and lifted Nessie’s chin to look her in the eyes. “Baby, is it so bad to think about loving Jake in that way?”

“No. I just don’t want to settle for him because it’s what everyone expects.” There was the stubborn girl I loved so much. “I’ve got an idea,” I told her. “Quit thinking about what is expected. Open your heart to him completely and see where it takes you. Go out on a date with Jake and see what happens. You’ll never know unless you try.”

“I think your mother is right, princess. Just give Jake a chance like you’ve given all the boys you’ve dated. I think your Jake deserves that.” Edward kissed the end of her nose.

Nessie nodded her head. “I think you’re both right. I’ll give my Jake a fair chance.”

***

The next few weeks Jake and Nessie were inseparable. She would whine when it was time for him to leave for the night. Of course Jake was always at our door as the sun was rising the next morning. I expected to see him curled up on our doorstep if I walked out in the middle of the night.

It was a week before Christmas and I still hadn’t decided on a special gift for Nessie. Every year I liked to give her something with a special meaning, like the locket I got her for her first Christmas. One year I found a signed first edition of Wuthering Heights. I remembered explaining the significance of the book to both Edward and me. She treasured that book. One year I had Esme paint a beautiful picture of Nessie and Jake in wolf form lying by the river. Nessie was laying her head on Jake’s side and running her hand through the fur at his neck. Esme even captured the smile in Jake’s eyes.

This year I was at a complete loss for something special. I let out a frustrated sigh as Edward walked in the door.

“What’s wrong, love?”

“I can’t figure out a special gift for Nessie this year.”

“I think you should get her something to represent how special Jake is to her.” Thinking about Jake, I absently started rubbing the wolf charm on my bracelet. Edward looked at my hand and quirked his eyebrow at me. “I think you just found your special gift this year.” I followed his eyes to see that he was looking at my bracelet. My face lit up with an excited smile. I threw my arms around his neck. “You are a genius. Thank you so much, Edward.”

I carefully removed the bracelet from my wrist and placed it on the counter. I searched through my closet and found the small multi-colored bag Jake had the bracelet wrapped in. I went back to the kitchen and started to remove the diamond heart from Edward from the bracelet.

“Bella, leave it. I would like for her to have a piece of my heart with her always.” My eyes glazed over with tears that would never fall and nodded my head. I carefully placed the bracelet in the bag and tied it closed. I didn’t want the bracelet to get lost in mountain of gifts under the tree, so I hung the bag on the tree like an ornament. It fit quite nicely on the tree. I couldn’t wait to give the bracelet to Nessie on Christmas morning.

***

Jake spent Christmas Eve with us. I cooked a big turkey dinner for him and Nessie. She picked at her food while Jake inhaled everything in sight. Nessie was developing more of a taste for blood and was eating less human food. It made me sad to realize that she truly was growing up.

After dinner we settled into the living room and watched It’s a Wonderful Life. It warmed my cold heart to see Nessie snuggle into Jake’s side. He put his arm around her and held her tight. It just felt so right seeing them together. These past few weeks had definitely brought the two of them closer together.

Nessie walked outside with Jake to tell him goodnight when the movie was over. I was in the kitchen finishing cleaning up when she walked back into the cottage in a daze.

“Ness, honey, are you alright?” She nodded her head.

“You want to tell me what happened outside?”

She stared into space a few more moments and then shocked me with the words that came out of her mouth. “I love Jake, Mom.”

I dropped my dish towel, ran over to Nessie, and pulled her into a tight hug. “Sweetie, that’s wonderful. So, what happened to make you realize this?”

“He kissed me,” she said breathily. “It was amazing. My lips tingled and I could feel it shoot down my body all the way to my toes. I didn’t want to let him go.”

“Nessie, that is wonderful. It sounds just like I felt the first time your father kissed me.”

“Eww. What a way to ruin my moment, Mom.”

Nessie skipped to her room, still high on the endorphins from her first kiss. I was able to let out a sigh of relief. Nessie finally realized her love for Jake. I couldn’t wait until the morning when I could give her my special gift.

***

I was in the kitchen making French toast and bacon when Nessie stumbled out of her room. She sunk into a chair and laid her head on the table. She was definitely not a morning person. I placed a cup of hot chocolate in front of her. She inhaled deeply and slowly raised her head.

“Merry Christmas, Mom and Dad,” she slurred. She sipped her hot chocolate and smiled.

“Merry Christmas, princess.” Edward kissed the top of her head and settled onto the couch with a book.

By the time I had her breakfast ready, Nessie was fully awake and rushed through eating. She was eager to get to the gifts. She had just finished loading her dishes in the dishwasher when there was a knock on the door. I gave Edward a curious look when I smelled Jake. We hadn’t planned on him being here for Christmas morning. Nessie ran to the door like she had been expecting him. She threw open the door and jumped into his arms.

“Jake!” she squealed.

“Merry Christmas, Nessie,” he breathed.

I looked at Edward expecting to see irritation but was surprised to see pride. I wasn’t sure if he was proud of Nessie for finally realizing her heart’s desire, or if he was proud of Jake for being the man she needed him to be.

“Merry Christmas, Jake,” I said before I placed a kiss on his cheek.

“Merry Christmas, Bella, Edward. So what wonderful things you have for me to eat?”

I punched him in the shoulder. “You weren’t expected for breakfast, so I didn’t make you anything. I bet you could find some cereal in the cabinet.”

Jake rolled his eyes. “I’m disappointed in you, Bells. I thought you knew by now to always make extra for me.”

“I just thought you might want to spend Christmas morning with your family.”

“I did. We were up at five this morning opening gifts. Dad is at Paul’s with Rachel right now. I was not about to be subjected to Paul on Christmas. That would just ruin my holiday.”

We spent the next hour opening the mountain of gifts. They ranged from books, music, movies, and clothes. Nessie got excited when she opened a gift from her father that turned out to be keys to a new car and her driver’s license that I had picked up from Mr. Jenks the week before.

I pulled the last present from under the tree and handed it to Edward. Nessie’s head dropped in disappointment. I knew she realized that I hadn’t given her a special gift yet. Before I could grab Nessie’s gift from the tree, Jake spotted it.

“Bells, why is this bag hanging on your tree like an ornament?” Jake asked, pointing to Nessie’s gift.

“Jake, could you please hand that to Ness?” Jake gave me a questioning look, then shrugged his shoulders and handed the small bag to Nessie.

“Mom, what is this?”

“Just open it.”

Nessie gently pulled the strings loose and opened the bag. She turned the bag over into her hand, and my bracelet fell into her palm. Jake had a confused look on his face, and Nessie had tears in her eyes.

“Mom, I can’t accept your bracelet. You’ve never taken it off. Why would you give it to me?” Realization dawned on Jake’s face and he smiled.

“Did I ever tell you about this bracelet, sweetie?” Nessie shook her head no. “Well, Jake gave me the bracelet with the wolf charm on it for graduation. He carved the wolf. He said it took him a really long time. Jake wanted to make sure I had something to remember him by.”

Nessie’s smile beamed at me. “If Jake gave you the bracelet with the wolf, then where did the heart come from?”

“Your father. He was jealous that I easily accepted a gift from Jake when I threw a fit any time he tried to give me a gift. I explained to him that Jake hadn’t spent money on me and that was why I didn’t complain. He asked if he could get me something if he didn’t spend any money on it. I agreed and he presented me with this heart. It belonged to his mother. This bracelet is a representation of my best friend and my soul mate. I treasured it because it reminded me of them. I give it to you now because they are both the most important men in your life, the man you love and your father.”

“Mom, this is the best gift you’ve ever given me. Thank you so much.”

“You’re welcome, sweetheart.” I gave her a quick hug and watched her grab Jake’s hand and drag him outside for a walk.

I couldn’t believe my baby girl had finally grown up. I smiled as I realized that she received the greatest gift of all this Christmas, love.

The Sinner and the Saint

One little comment about how hot sex in the church balcony would be led to this little foray into church sex. I feel so honored that Becca and Karla asked me to write this for 101 Places to Have Sex Before You Die.

B & K, you know how much I love you guys. Mwah!

Birdee18 is my wonderful beta who keeps my commas and tenses in line. Thanks, bb!

The Sinner and the Saint

"Dad, why do I have to spend my Saturdays at church? I already spend both Wednesday nights and all day Sundays there," I whined. My dad was the deacon at Forks Baptist Church and we were there every time the doors were open for a service.

"You need a bit more God in your life, young lady. That stunt you pulled at school was the last straw. What were you thinking, filling Mr. Doran's classroom with inflated condoms?" Charlie seethed. He looked so angry his face was beginning to turn purple.

"Well dad, he is the hottest piece of ass in this town.” I shrugged. “I figured the man needed a reminder to be safe," I smirked.

"Isabella Marie Swan. You will not use that language in this house and you will not talk about your teachers like that either. That is another reason why you'll be at the church on Saturdays for the next month. Those Stanley and Mallory girls are a bad influence on you. You need to be friends with kids like Pastor Webber's daughter."

"Oh, God no! Goody, goody virginal Angela wouldn't know fun from a cock."

Charlie sighed. "You just keep proving my point, young lady. Saturday you will be at the church at 8:00 am – no excuses. Pastor Webber has a few chores set aside especially for you."

I huffed and stomped up the stairs to my room. Shit, it was going to be a long month.

***

I moaned as he ran his soft hands up my bare thigh, inching closer to where I was aching to be touched.

"Do you know how long I've fantasized about bending you over my desk and fucking you, little girl?" Mr. Doran shoved me down and shoved my skirt up, revealing my bare ass. He gave my ass a smack, and I moaned. "You've been a naughty girl, Ms. Swan. Forgetting to wear your panties will cause you another day in detention."

I pushed my ass into his throbbing erection and the sexiest moan I've ever heard erupted from the man behind me. "Ungh, Bella."

"Bella." The voice said again. I froze. That wasn't Mr. Doran's voice.

"Isabella, wake up!"

"Go away," I groaned, throwing my pillow over my head. My father was such a cock blocker.

"You will get up now, young lady. You have one hour before you have to be at the church." I threw my pillow at my dad and buried my head in my blanket. Charlie closed the door, and I reluctantly got out of bed and got ready for my first official day in hell.

***

For such a small town, Forks had a huge fucking church. At full capacity the sanctuary could seat seven hundred people. My decided torture for the next month consisted of cleaning every pew in the sanctuary with a toothbrush. That's a lot of fucking wood to scrub. Pastor Webber and Angela were in the church, but I was on my own with the cleaning duties.

"Damn goody, goody assholes," I mumbled as I crouched on the floor scrubbing the first pew. "None of these fuckers would know a good time if it kicked them in the balls."

Suddenly, I got this eerie feeling like I was being watched. I glanced around and didn't see anyone so I got busy scrubbing again. I jumped a little when I felt my phone vibrate. I smirked when I saw Lauren's name on the caller ID. "What's up, bitches?”

"Where the hell are you, Swan? Stanley and I have been waiting for you at the mall for the past hour." I could hear Jessica bitching in the background about my lack of consideration.

"Shit! I forgot about the mall. I'm stuck in my own personal hell cleaning fucking pews all day."

"How the hell did that happen?"

"Chief Swan didn't care for the little present I left for Mr. Doran."

I heard a shuffling sound in the back of the sanctuary and turned to see sex on legs casually leaning against the wall. "I've gotta go, bitches. I'll call you when the warden releases me for the day."

I closed my phone and slid it back into my pocket while I sauntered toward my visitor. Sex on legs had on a pair of dark jeans and a white button shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He nervously ran a hand through his tousled bronze hair. I smirked when I saw fear in his vibrant green eyes.

"Are you sentenced to servitude in hell for the next month too?"

"Um, no?" He blushed.

"If you weren't forced to be here, then why the hell would you choose to be here on a Saturday?"

"We just moved here and my parents are visiting with Pastor Webber." Sex on legs stared at the floor as he spoke.

I leaned in close to Mr. Sexy and whispered in his ear. "I'm Bella." I ran my hand from his shoulder down his arm and grabbed his hand. I was surprised at how toned he was. I was dying to rip off his shirt and lick his chest.

"I'm Edward," he whispered.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Edward," I breathed into his ear. I felt a surge of pride when he shuddered. I squeezed his hand, let it go and went back to the pew I was cleaning.

I was scrubbing with that tiny toothbrush for what seemed like hours when Edward sat on the pew in front of me.

"So, you have to do this for the next month?" Edward asked softly.

"Well, I don't know if this particular form of torture is on the menu for the entire month, but I am sentenced to a month of Saturday servitude to the dear Lord," I answered sarcastically.

"Um, what did you do?"

I laughed. "The list is long and mainly x-rated." Edward's eyes grew wide.

"Edward, are you in here?" A feminine voice called.

I looked up to see who was speaking and my jaw dropped. "Damn, who's the MILF?"

"The what?" Edward asked, complexed.

"You know MILF, mother I'd like to fuck?" Edward gasped. "You've never heard anyone call an older woman that before? Trust me, it’s a compliment. Who is she anyways?"

"That's my mom,"he said, blushing.

"Hell, with a mom like that I bet your dad is a DILF too." I couldn't help but imagine the Sex God that hooked up with her to create Mr. Sexy standing in front of me. Edward rolled his eyes at me.

"There you are, sweetie. Who's your friend?" Edward's mom was even more beautiful up close. Her caramel-colored hair fell to her mid-back. Edward obviously got his piercing green eyes from his mother.

"Mom, this is Bella. Bella, this is my mother, Esme." I put the toothbrush down, wiped my hands on my jeans, and extended my right hand to her. She gently grabbed my hand and squeezed but didn't let it go. Her skin was silky soft.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Bella. Edward, be sure to invite Bella to the house for dinner one night. I'd love to get to know her better." Esme winked at me. "Your father is finishing up with Pastor Webber. We'll be leaving in about ten minutes. Meet us at the car, please."

"Yes, Ma'am,"

Esme squeezed my hand one more time and then let it go. I watched her walk out the door and continued to stare at the closing door. Edward cleared his throat, and I turned to see him looking confused.

"Bella, were you checking out my mom?"

I laughed. "Edward, I may be completely heterosexual, but even I can appreciate a fine piece of ass like your mom." He stared at me, completely bewildered by my response.

"O - okay," he said, blushing. "Bella, would you mind if I spent next Saturday with you?"

Wow, I couldn't believe he had the balls to ask that. Personally, I was dying to have more time with Edward, but I didn't want him to know that so I played it cool. "Sure, why not? I'll be here next Saturday at eight."

"Alright, I'll see you next Saturday then."

***

The next week at school dragged ass. Lauren and Jessica irritated me with their stories from Saturday. I was pissed that they were free to have fun and I was stuck at church. I decided not to tell them about Mr. Sexy – he was my dirty little secret.

Edward was obviously new to town, and I kept checking the halls and listening to the gossip for any info on the new kid. I never saw him and there was no talk about him.

I couldn't wait until Saturday. I had a ton of questions for Mr. Sexy.

On Friday I couldn't contain my excitement over seeing Edward. My dad even noticed, which wasn’t good.

"Bells, you're in a very good mood. I figured you would be all sulky tonight."

"Just had a good day at school, dad. Mr. Doran wore a pair of jeans that hugged his nice ass nicely. That always puts me in a good mood."

"Isabella, what did I tell you about that? I don't want to hear you talk about your teacher like that."

"Then don't ask me why I'm in a good mood next time. You'll never like the answer," I retorted and headed to my room. There was no way in hell I was going to tell my dad about Edward.

***

I slowly crawled up his legs and took in a deep, shuddering breath when I reached his belt. His erection was displayed prominently through his jeans. I licked my lips and ever so slowly unbuckled his belt and dropped it to the floor. I unbuttoned his jeans with my teeth and he shuddered. I grabbed his zipper between my teeth and brought it down agonizingly slow.

"You're killing me, Bella. I can't wait to have your luscious lips around my hard cock." My panties were simply soaked after hearing him say “cock.” I looked up and saw the desire burning in his green eyes.

"Your wish is my command, Mr. Sexy," I purred. I started pulling his jeans off when I heard this annoying buzzing, totally killing the mood. My eyes shot open, and I was completely frustrated because it was just a dream.

I couldn't get Edward out of my mind after that dream. The boy was beyond sexy and he had no clue that he was. That only made him more enticing. I came to the decision that Edward would be mine by the end of the month.

***

Edward was waiting for me in the sanctuary when I walked in. He got the biggest smile when he looked up and saw me. My heart rate sky rocketed when I saw his smile. I'd never reacted that way to any guy before. What the hell was going on with me?

"Hi Bella,"

"Hey Edward," I walked past him and went straight for the supply closet located backstage. I pulled out my supplies to clean and headed to the pew I left off with the previous Saturday. I had just settled on the floor and started scrubbing with the toothbrush when Edward sat next to me.

"So, do you have another toothbrush so I can help you?"

"Edward, you don't have to help me. Just having you here, keeping me company is enough to make this hell bearable," I smirked.

"Are you sure?"

I nodded my head. "Positive. Now, are you ready to give me all the dirty details about the life of Mr. Sexy?" My eyes grew wide. I couldn't believe I just called him that to his face.

"Who's Mr. Sexy?" He looked truly lost.

"That would be you, silly." He blushed. "Now, why haven't I seen you at school? I'm surprised the gossiping bitches at school aren't going crazy talking about you."

"I don't go to the public high school. I go to an all-boys private school called Forks Academy."

Damn. That place was where the elite sent their boys to school. "Well, damn. I was hoping I could see you at school."

"Sorry," he said, remorsefully.

"Don't be. It's not your fault your parents sent you to FA. I'll just have to be happy we get Saturdays together."

After that conversation flowed nicely. I found out that his dad was a doctor at the county hospital and his mom was a successful interior designer. They moved to Forks from Chicago, where he attended an all-boys private school. He'd never had a girlfriend let alone been on a date or kissed a girl.

I was surprised and disappointed when Pastor Webber walked into the sanctuary and told me I was done for the day. I had such a great time talking with Edward that time flew.

"So, can I come back next week?" he asked shyly.

"You better. My sentence in hell is a little more bearable with you here." I winked and walked out the door.

***

We spent the next two weeks getting to know each other. I told him all my crazy pranks and every dirty little detail about my life. He blushed a lot and surprisingly didn't run screaming. Edward told me everything about his life and his family. He was a typical good boy who'd been hidden from the female population in an all-boys school. He even volunteered at a homeless shelter in Chicago. He was my dad's wet dream of the perfect boy.

Lauren and Jessica were getting more annoying every day. They were pissed that I couldn't do anything with them on the weekends. They could tell I was little too happy to be serving time in the house of God and were going crazy trying to figure it out. Luckily for me they were too scared to step foot in the church and see how I spent my Saturdays. I wasn't ready to expose Edward to the slut twins, just yet.

The third Saturday of my sentence I had finally finished with the main sanctuary and had moved to the balcony. That was the motivation I needed to see what Edward was capable of handling physically. I was dying to get my hands and lips all over his body.

I was diligently scrubbing a pew and answering Edward's questions when I felt him grab my hand.

"What's wrong, Edward?"

"Bella, I...I..." He was completely flustered.

I put my fingers to his lips to stop his nervous blabbering. He was so adorable. I slowly leaned into him and lightly kissed his lips. He dropped my hand and grabbed my face, securing my lips to his. I parted my lips and nibbled on his bottom lip. He groaned and opened his mouth. I took advantage and thrust my tongue into his mouth and quickly found his. He quickly caught on, and our tongues tangled together in an erotic dance. His lips were soft and he tasted like toothpaste. After a few minutes we broke apart, gasping for breath. He leaned his forehead against mine.

"Wow," he breathed.

I was speechless. All I could do was nod my agreement. I couldn't wait to get his clothes off of him. If his lips and tongue were that amazing for a first effort, I couldn't wait to see what he could do with his dick.

"Are you sure you've never kissed a girl before?"

He smirked. "Positive."

I grabbed his face and started kissing him again. He pulled my body close to his and caressed my back as he attacked my lips. He left a tingling trail everywhere his hands roamed. My body was on fire, and I couldn't get enough of his touch. My hands slowly drifted down his chest, around his hips, and finally stopped on his ass. I gave it a firm squeeze, and he jumped away from me.

"I'm sorry. My hands tend to have a mind of their own."

"Oh, no. Don't apologize. You just surprised me." Edward cupped my cheek and placed a quick kiss on my lips. "I like it when you touch me," he said awkwardly. He kissed my lips one more time and sat back on the pew I had been cleaning.

For the rest of the day we continued our conversation about our likes and dislikes, and I longed for the touch of his lips. Five minutes before Pastor Webber showed up to dismiss me for the day, Edward took the initiative and pulled me into a searing kiss. His hands roamed a bit more and finally reached my ass. I moaned when he gently squeezed it. He stalled a moment at my moan but realized it was an encouraging sound and continued the steamy kiss. Right after we broke apart Pastor Webber dismissed me, and Edward and I parted ways for the week. I was sad to say goodbye to him. I couldn't believe how quickly he'd gotten to me, and I felt miserable without him.

That night I received a phone call from a strange number. I hesitantly answered it, only to be ecstatic when I heard Edward's voice. Evidently he was able to get my number from Pastor Webber. He told him some bullshit story that he was trying to help me change my evil ways. Too bad it was the other way around, for I was trying to corrupt this wonderfully innocent creature. We talked on the phone for several hours each night. I found myself hurting in my chest each time I had to hang up the phone.

What was this boy doing to me?

***

It was my last Saturday in hell and I intended to make the best of it. Edward was so receptive to kissing me last weekend that I was sure I could definitely get further with him today. Our phone conversations always ended up being more sexual. I loved hearing him groan when I would tell him how sexy his voice was and how wet it made me. The more we talked the more he would open up to me. He admitted that he was a virgin. He only admitted to masturbating after I told him all about how I had to touch myself after my steamy dreams about him. I didn't need to see him to know that he was blushing after that conversation. All of our time on the phone only boosted my confidence for what I had planned.

That morning I woke up early and put extra effort into getting ready. I wore my best black lacy panties and bra, the jeans that made my ass look smoking, and my blue v-neck tee that was fitted and showcased the girls nicely. Edward the Saint wouldn't stand a chance against Bella the Sinner.

I was thankful Charlie went fishing today. He decided since I had gone the last few weeks without argument that he could trust me show up my final day. If he saw me looking this good, he would question what I was really doing at the church. I didn't need him screwing up my plans of seduction.

I was surprised to find Edward in the balcony waiting for me when I arrived. He looked so fuckable in his dark jeans and snug fitting black tee. I could see the definition of every muscle on his chest and abs. I couldn't help but lick my lips at the sight. He blushed when he saw my tongue dart out of my mouth.

Edward stood up, and I couldn't stop myself from running to him and jumping in his arms. He laughed as he caught me. "Good morning, beautiful. I'm so glad you're happy to see me."

I buried my face into his neck and inhaled his amazing fuckscent. It was a mixture of Irish Spring, fabric softener, and something that had to be pure essence of Edward. I couldn't control myself and ran my tongue from the place where his shoulder meets his neck up to his ear. My actions left him shuddering.

"You taste divine," I breathed in his ear.

"Bella, you are an evil little vixen."

I chuckled. "Edward, I'm just getting started." He gulped.

Edward leaned back and seemed shocked by the lustful look on my face. "Bella, we should really get started on cleaning."

"Edward, I have other plans for today."

I started kissing a trail from his ear down his neck and ending at his collar bone. I slowly pulled his shirt out of his pants and ran my hands under his shirt and up his chest. He took in a ragged breath.

"What exactly do you have planned?" he asked timidly.

"I plan on having my sinful way with you."

"Bella, we're in the church balcony. We can't do anything here." His voice broke as he spoke. It was quite clear that I would win this argument. I had his male teenage hormones on my side.

"We can do whatever we want, wherever we want to. Edward, I want to strip you down and make you scream my name in this church balcony." I gently bit down on his earlobe.

"Oh God," he whispered.

I smiled and slowly lifted his shirt over his head. Edward had completely surrendered to my desires. "My, my, Mr. Sexy works out. This pleases me." I took my time walking around Edward ogling his magnificent body. I dragged my hand along his chest and back as I moved around him. I stopped in front of him and kissed him slowly. He started to wrap his arms around my body, and I quickly pulled away.

"You aren't allowed to touch right now. Be a good boy and I promise you will get your turn to touch." Edward nodded his head in agreement and dropped his arms to his side. I smiled and started placing wet kisses along his chest, concentrating on his nipples. He let out a guttural moan when I lightly bit each nipple.

Edward was breathing harder as I worked my way down his stomach and stopped at the waist of his jeans. There was a soft trail of bronze hair that disappeared into his jeans. I couldn't resist the urge to lick it. He hissed when my tongue made contact with his navel.

"Bella, your lips and tongue feel amazing on my body."

I grunted in acknowledgement and continued my attack with my mouth. I reached the waist of his jeans and smirked when I decided to reenact my dream. I slowly popped the button of his jeans loose with my teeth. Edward gasped but kept his hands to himself. I unzipped his jeans next and slowly dragged them down his legs. He was standing before me with his pants at his ankles and his black boxer briefs tented by his impressive erection. I licked my lips at the sight. Edward groaned.

I slowly ran my hands up his legs from his ankles all the way to the bulge in his boxers. I gently stroked him through the material. He shuddered and hissed. "Bella, what are you doing to me?"

I just smirked at him and reached for the waistband of his boxers. "Don't worry, Edward. I know what I'm doing. Just relax and enjoy it." I had a plan. Knowing that Edward was a virgin and had never been touched by a girl, I fully expected him to blow his load quickly after the first skin to skin contact. I wanted to be in control of that.

I pulled his boxers down to his ankles with his pants and smiled at the sight of his cock. It was bigger than average but not ridiculously large. I grasped the base with my right hand and placed the head of his dick in my mouth. I engulfed his full length in my mouth and slowly worked my way back to the head. "Oh God. Bella. I'm gonna..." He didn’t' get to finish telling me he was cumming before he exploded in my mouth. I took everything he gave me, swallowed it all down, and licked him clean. Edward was panting. I smiled, stood back up, and placed a quick kiss on his cheek.

"Bella, that was amazing."

"Thanks," I purred in his ear. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close to him. "Now that that’s out of the way, you can have your wicked way with me."

I felt Edward's dick twitch against my stomach. Edward cupped my cheek. "Bella, I'm not sure what to do," he whispered.

I shrugged. "Just do what feels natural."

Edward nodded and pulled me into a passionate kiss. We both slowly made our way to the floor. Edward pulled away from the kiss long enough to kick off his shoes, pants, and boxers. He was totally nude and I loved the sight of his toned body. I lay on my back and Edward was on his side. He placed his leg between my legs and returned his lips to mine. Edward let his hands wander down to my breasts while he continued to kiss my lips. I moaned when he finally made contact. I had dreamed of his hands touching me for three weeks. My dreams did not do him justice.

Edward played with my tits a little over my shirt before he finally got the nerve to venture under it. I moaned at the skin to skin contact and he ground his erection into my thigh. Edward slowly removed my shirt and groaned when he saw the lacy black bra I was wearing. He hesitantly cupped my right breast.

"Edward, you can take it off," I said breathlessly.

"Okay," he whispered. He dragged his shaking hands to the clasp of my bra and struggled with unhooking it.

"Want some help?"

"No. Give me a second. I've almost got it." I started placing kisses on his neck. "Bella, please don't do that. I can't concentrate with your lips on my neck." He shivered. I ceased my assault on his neck and waited patiently for Edward to remove my bra. After a few more failed attempts, he finally released the clasp and my bra straps fell down my arms. He slowly moved his shaking hands down my arms, pulling my bra off as he moved. "Bella, your breasts are perfect," he groaned.

I arched my back and pushed my breasts closer to him. Edward kissed my lips gently and made a trail down my neck ending at my left breast. He hesitantly darted his tongue out and tasted my nipple. I shuddered. Edward took that as encouragement and took my nipple into his mouth. He lavished, sucked, and gently bit my nipple. "Oh God, Edward," he smiled and repeated the same actions on my right breast.

I started grinding my hips on Edward's leg trying to create some much needed friction. I was throbbing and needed some relief. Edward brought his lips back to mine and feverishly attacked my mouth. As he lavished my mouth with attention his left hand found its way down to the waist of my jeans. He hesitated before finally deciding to unbutton and unzip my jeans. Edward sat up and slid my jeans off, taking my panties with them. Edward took in a shuddering breath as he gazed at my naked body.

"Bella, you are so beautiful." I sat up and pulled his lips to mine. Edward's shaking hand made its way down to my throbbing pussy. I couldn't stop the moan that escaped my mouth when he finally made contact. He slowly stroked my clit a few times before venturing further down and finding my soaking entrance. Edward hesitated before finally pushing one finger inside me. His touch was heaven.

"I can't believe how wonderful you feel, Bella." Edward pumped his finger in an out a few times before adding another. I moaned loud and arched into his touch. He continued to finger fuck me and drive me nearly over the edge. I needed just a little more to finally get there.

"Edward, your fingers feel amazing, but I need more," I panted.

"Tell me what to do. I want to make you feel as good as you made me feel."

I brought my hand to rest on his and encouraged him to keep up the rhythm he had going on. I dragged his thumb back to my clit and rubbed it in small circles in time with his thrusts. Edward caught on fast and started pumping and rubbing with fervor. I threw my head back and let out a guttural moan. "Oh, Edward! Right there; please don't stop." After a few seconds my eyes rolled into the back of my head and a warm tingle ran all over my body making my toes curl. "Oh God! Edward!" He continued his ministrations as I rode out my orgasm.

"That was the most amazing thing I've ever seen," Edward marveled.

"I want you, Edward. Please don't make me wait," I begged.

Edward nodded his head and lowered himself on top of me. "Um, I didn't expect this to happen. I didn't bring any protection with me," he said shyly.

I reached for my pants and pulled out a condom from the pocket. Edward shook his head and laughed. "You planned for this to happen here?"

"Why not? I knew I wouldn’t make it through a full day with you without ripping your clothes off. Now, be a good boy and get this damn thing on and fuck me."

Edward ripped open the foil packet and rolled the condom on with lightening speed. He laid on top of me and positioned himself at my entrance. I nodded my head at him silently begging for him to enter. He pushed in and stopped when he only had the head in. "Oh my God! This feels better than I ever imagined," he groaned. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pushed him in further. "Bella, please give me a minute. If you don't, I won't last more than thirty seconds."

I loosened my legs hold on his waist and waited for him to calm down. A minute later he finally pushed until he was fully sheathed inside me. I groaned at the feeling of him filling me. He slowly started thrusting in and out. After a few thrusts he picked up the pace and found a delicious rhythm that had me panting and chanting his name.

"Bella, I don't think I'll last much longer," he gasped.

I wrapped my legs tighter around him and snaked my hand between our bodies. I was so close but needed just an extra push to make it over the edge.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm close Edward, but I need a little help." Recognition dawned on his face and he moved my hand out of the way. "I...want...to do that," he panted. He quickly replaced my hand and started rubbing my clit with the rhythm of his thrusts. He pumped into me three more times before he came violently into the condom chanting my name over and over. His orgasm was enough to push me into mine. I came with him screaming his name.

He collapsed onto me completely worn out by our activities. I gently stroked his hair and placed kisses on his neck.

"Bella, you are amazing."

"You're pretty amazing yourself."

"I don't think I'll be able to sit through church without getting a hard on," he laughed.

"Don't worry. I won't be able to step foot in this place without soaking my panties."

Edward smirked. "Wanna defile the sound booth next?"

I laughed. I had turned the saint into a sinner. "Well, as long as we're going to hell, we might as well do it thoroughly."