It had been quite some time since I last saw Savannah and time had been good to her. Now at 17, she was even more beautiful than ever. Her light Puerto Rican skin had beautiful brown glow to it accentuating her curves even more than normal. She was a picture of pure beauty. Standing 5’6″ with full D breasts, thick bottom, and solid legs she struck awe in her teenage counterparts. I was not so intimidated by her rather drawn to her. For all her physical assets, including her full luscious lips, she was rather intellectual. She went to school full-time, worked part-time, and had the drive to put herself through driver’s education. A real catch for any man, regardless of the age.

Savannah came from a not so traditional broken home but it was broken nonetheless. Her father, Tony, has and continues to struggle with substance abuse and is an insane narcissist whose only motivation is to make himself look the martyr. Savannah has always been the rebel of the three kids while Nadia seems intent on obeying her father’s every wish. Savannah on the other hand marches to the beat of her own drum. Don’t get me wrong, she is a wonderful young woman and aside from her father’s arcaic
expectations is doing very well in life.

I had playfully flirted with Savannah over the years but would never cross the line as I am quite a few years older than her. However, over the last two years I have become very attracted to her and quite honestly I think the feeling is mutual. Obviously with our age difference being the main road block, we were left to our thoughts of each other.

That all changed one fateful night when I saw her after work. I was near her place of business and happen to see her coming out of the building. Even in her work uniform and hair in a bun, she was stunning. As I drove by her, I lowered my window.

“Hello my dear, just getting done work?” I asked. “Yeah, what a long day. Twelve hour shift and now I’m walking home.” she replied. Her work wasn’t far from her house but I offered her a ride which she accepted. As I began to drive away from her work, she put her hand on my shoulder and asked “Can we go somewhere and relax for a minute?”. I was a bit surprised as I know her father kept very close tabs on his daughter’s whereabouts.

“Are you sure that’s ok with your father? I suspect he wants you home immediately after work” I commented. “He does but I need some me time” she quickly retorted.

“Do you want me to bring you to a friend’s house or something” I asked confused. “No, head to Greeley Park and we can just chat for a few.” I’m sure it was no big deal to her but I was a little nervous. I had a hard enough time keeping my hands off her when people were around and now she wants to sit in a parked car alone with me. Talk about a true test of one’s will. And with that, off we went. We found a nice little spot on the outskirts of Greeley Park where we parked and I shut off my lights. It was the end of summer so the nights were still warm.

It was when I killed the lights that I felt an ever present stare and turned my head to look at Savannah. Her face was slightly illuminated by the moon and she was breathtaking. It took every ounce of strength I had to resist taking her face in my hands and tasting those beautiful lips. Instead I asked “You look troubled, is everything ok?”

At that moment, I saw a small tear in her eye and she began to bite her bottom lip. “I’m fine, I’m just stressed. My dad is like a dictator and he won’t let me do anything, EVER. I’m 17 and there is no make-up (not that she needs it), no boyfriends, dates, or anything. I’m really getting sick of it” she said.

Trying to lighten the moment up, I playfully chanted “Savannah’s got a boyfriend, Savannah’s got a boyfriend”. She didn’t take kindly to that and shot me an ice cold stare. Feeling the seriousness in her, I quickly changed directions and asked “Have you spoken to him about this?”.

“Yes but he just turns into a dick and doesn’t hear me. He even slapped me up pretty good a few months back. Not fun!”

“Damn, really?” I asked. “Not cool” she replied. It makes this little break before heading home, seem that much more logical. We sat in silence for a few minutes before she spoke.

“Can I be honest with you?” she asked. “Of course, this is a no judgement zone” I quipped. “There is a person I have been interested in for a couple of years but the timing has never been right” she stated.

It seemed odd to pine after someone for a few years so I investigated a bit further.