Taylor yanked a brush through his tangled hair. He pulled it back into a loose ponytail and pulled on a pair of carpenter khakis and a tight black shirt. He put on his black leather jacket and checked his reflection in the mirror. Taylor knew it was stupid, but he felt guilty for looking so good. It was just Amber anyway.....
He stuffed his wallet in his back pocket and ran down the stairs. "Bye mom! I'm going out, I'll be back in a couple hours!" He shouted as he left his house. He stuck his keys into the ignition of his new shiny black Lexus he had gotten for his recent 16th birthday.
Huge gifts were still being sent to him even though his birthday was weeks before. Some of the gifts really freaked him out. He had gotten a pair of tight red silk briefs with the words Horny Taylor Hanson embroidered over the butt area. His mother had quickly confascated that one and left the rest of the gifts to be checked out by people Mercury hired for security reasons.
Taylor drove to Amber's house, then parked in front and went to her door. He rang the doorbell and soon Amber threw the door open. Her mother was standing in the background with her arms folded across her chest with a satisfied smile on her face. Soon the smile disappeared, replaced with a deadly warning look that Taylor knew was meant for him.
Amber quickly stepped onto the porch and Taylor closed the door behind her. He didn't mean to but he couldn't keep his eyes from drifting up and down her body. She had on an extremely short red dress with thin spaghetti straps. He was sure that the dress couldn't get any tighter. It looked extremely appetizing way it accented her perfect figure. His eyes were drawn to her full breasts barely covered by the tiny low-cut dress.
Amber flashed him a dazzling smile and flipped her blonde hair behind her shoulder. "Taylor......are you checking me out?"
"No," Taylor quickly looked away, feeling guilty.
She gently reached out and re-directed his face to her. "You're very welcomed to look...."
Taylor tried to look away but found that he couldn't. Her body was too captivating for any 16 year old guy. It finally took all his courage look at his toes. "Amber, I think we should be going....."
"Oh.....right." She turned and walked down the porch steps carefully, so that she wouldn't break her ankle on her 4-inch black platforms. Taylor cocked his head to the side, his eyes glued to her ass. He quickly shook his head, emerging from his daze and followed closely behind her to his car.
Taylor began to drive to the restaurant in silence while Amber chattered on and on about her make-up. Suddenly the car went over a huge pothole in the road, and as one of Amber's breasts popped out of her bra and into full-view, Taylor's eyes immediately left the road and to her chest. Before they knew it the car was stuck in a muddy ditch by the lake.
"Shit!!" Taylor yelled, and banged the steering wheel. He got out and went to see if he could push the car out of the ditch. After struggling for 10 minutes, he found that he wasn't strong enough.
"Taylor?" Amber peered out the window. "Are we going to miss dinner?"
"Yes Amber, I think we're going to miss dinner since we're already 20 minutes late for our reservations." He rolled his eyes. "Could you please come out here and help me push the car out of the mud? I think if we both do it we can---"
"Get out of the car?! Taylor, do you see all this mud? This is a completely new outfit, what if I get mud on my shoes or my dress, not to mention what this could do to my manicure......"
"Fine!" Taylor kicked the car. "I'll do it myself!" He found himself resenting Amber more and more as each minute passed. She fussed about how the stuffiness in the car was making her hair damp and that when it gets damp it is completely unmanagable. Taylor wanted to slap her and tell her to shut up about her hair.
He decided that he definitely could not move the car with her in it, so he would have to get her out of the car against her will. He opened the car door and quickly lifted Amber out of the car. One of her shoes slipped off and fell in the mud.
"Taylor! My shoe!" She kicked her foot into his groin on accident and he dropped her. She fell into a giant mud puddle on top of her shoe.
Amber sat in shock for a few seconds, then slowly came to realize what had happened. "MY HAIR!!" She touched her hair, then her sopping wet dress covered in mud. "Look what you did!" She sat in disbelief until Taylor helped her up and nearly threw her into the car. It was useless to try and keep mud out of the car now.
"Take me home Taylor!" Amber ordered, drastically trying to fix her hair and scrape some of the already dried mud off of her chin.
"Believe me," Taylor told her, "I would love to, but I can't move the damn car!"
"I can't believe I ever liked you. You obviously have the strength of a girl since you can't even move the car," Amber told him.
"Fine, be that way." Taylor didn't care if she liked him or not. He wished he was with Alexandra now and felt extremely guilty for ever even looking at Amber like he had.
Amber pouted. "My dress is completely ruined!"
"Don't worry, I'm sure you'll find a napkin that size that can replace it. You'll probably even have some fabric from the napkin left over." Taylor smiled. Her dress was almost the size of a napkin. Actually, a napkin probably would have covered even more.
"Hmph." Amber sat and folded her arms across her chest. She gave Taylor a look like her mother had given him before they had left. Taylor shuddered. Like mother like daughter.....
He checked under the car and found a thick tree branch stuck under the wheel. That was what kept the car from moving! Taylor removed the branch and braced himself to move the car out of the mud. He pushed as hard as he could and slowly it began to move up the grass and onto the road. He eagerly drove to Amber's house, and didn't bother escorting her to the door.
Amber started to walk away. Then she turned back and stuck her head in the car window. "Taylor Hanson, for your information I don't like you anymore. I like Nick Carter!" She turned and walked towards her house.
Taylor leaned over and shouted out the window, "And may God have mercy on him!!"
And he never saw Amber again.
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