Note from Slick: This is the last chapter of the Trailer Trash story. Please read "Trailer Trash Ch. 01 and 02 first to get up to date. All characters are at least 18 years old in the story. All rights reserved.
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"Emily wait up!" Brandon yelled from behind the two mutt dogs trying to catch Emily. She had about a 50 foot lead on him and the dogs and the gap was getting wider and wider. He saw her go around a turn in the road and when he moved around it he stopped next to her.
"Th...th...thanks," he huffed and puffed.
"I didn't stop for you," she whispered. "Look."
Brandon looked over her head across a weed-filled lawn at an old mobile home. Carrying in a box was Missy. "Holy shit."
"I heard she had to leave her big house but I...I never expected this," Emily said wanting to smile but didn't.
"Good. She deserves to live in a trailer," he said without thinking.
Emily turned and glared at him. "No...that's not what I meant..." Before he finished she bolted up the dirt road. "Emily...stop...oh God not again," he said as he took off behind the dogs again.
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Missy wanted to move in at night but the only time her mother could get someone to help them move was during the day. She tried to hide her face as much as possible but when she moved up the steps she heard Brandon's voice. She quickly turned and saw him running up the road behind Emily. "Shit."
"Missy put that box in the kitchen," her mother said when she entered the trailer.
"Mom...please can't we get an apartment down town somewhere?" Missy whined.
"We can't even afford an apartment right now. When your father gets out of jail he told me he will get us out of here."
"I'm never leaving this...this...this...trailer."
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Emily was surprised when she heard Brandon's footsteps catching up to her. She was running full blast but he was at her heels. She knew he didn't mean to put her down with the trailer remark but she wanted to bust his chops. She turned and ran backwards. "So do I deserve to live in a trailer too?"
"I wasn't...talking about...you," he panted. Since he was looking at her he didn't see the hole in the dirt road and his body went tumbling head first. "AHHH!"
Emily quickly stopped and leaned over to help him. "Are you alright?"
Suddenly he grabbed her arm and pulled her down on top of him. "No I'm not alright." He pulled her lips to his and they kissed in the middle of the road. "I haven't been alright since I talked to you in chemistry."
"Let me up I'm getting dirty," she giggled while pushing upward. But he pulled her back down.
"Tell me you love me."
"Oh this is really romantic," she laughed. "Lying in the middle of a dirt road." She looked over at her Cousin Maggie's house but didn't' see anyone around.
"Tell me," he said seriously.
"Yes I love you now let me up," she grinned. When his hands let go she jumped up and took off.
"WAIT!"
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Janet Miller sat at the kitchen table in the small trailer looking at some real estate books an agent dropped off that morning. Jim was in the shower and she expected Emily and Brandon back any minute. She had been back at the trailer for three weeks now and was feeling pretty cramped. Plus Jim's leg was a lot better and she wanted some quiet time with him in the bedroom. There is no such thing as quiet time in a trailer. The door flew open and Emily lunged in. "HI MOM!"
"Emily," Janet said trying to hide the books.
"What's that?" Emily asked as she grabbed them from her Mother's hands and read the title. "Real Estate?"
"I was just looking?" Janet said.
Brandon came in the open door. "Water...water...please!"
"Get it yourself," Emily snapped.
"Emily...that's not nice," her Mom said.
"He wasn't nice to me before," Emily said while looking at the books. "I don't want to move from Jacob Creek."
"Honey we can afford a bigger and better place now. Your father got a big pay increase."
"I don't care." She turned and took Brandon's hand. "Let's go."
"Emily wait."
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"Where are we going?" Brandon asked as he drove up the hill.
"Your house. You said your parents are away."
He had wanted to get her alone at the house but not with her in this frame of mind. "Are you sure?"
"Yes...I'm sure," she said while grabbing his strong arm and pulling his elbow into her soft breast. As soon as he pulled the car into the garage and closed the door behind them she jumped into his arms and kissed him. "I want...to...make love."
Brandon's lips accepted her tongue but when she reached for his zipper he grabbed her hands. "Not like this."
She smiled and pressed her lips and tongue into his soft neck. "I know you want to go all the way."
"Emily...sta...stop," he said letting her hands go. "I want to but I want it to be more than this."
"Brandon..." She giggled as she pulled his hard pink penis from his pants. "I don't think he agrees with...youuuu."
"He...it does," Brandon groaned while she gripped him with both hands.
"It's a he and I'm going to name him," Emily giggled. "Let's see what shall I call him?"
"I can't believe you are going to name my..."
"Willie!"
"Good one...Willie," he laughed. "Free Willie I get it."
"Not yet you haven't but you will," she giggled as she jumped out of the convertible and ran into the house.
"I don't believe this is happening," he commented to no one. He walked into the house and saw her shirt in the hallway. He picked it up and moved into the kitchen where he saw her shorts on the floor.
He found her bra on the stairs and then her panties by his bedroom door. "Uh...Emily," he said as he held up her clothes as he walked into his room. He expected her to be naked on his bed but the room was empty and the bathroom door closed. He heard the shower come on. He tried the door but it was locked so he knocked.
"Who is there?" She yelled.
"Come on open up," he laughed.
"Who's there?"
"Brandon," he answered.
"Sorry only Willie can come in," she laughed.
Brandon saw the door crack open only about three or four inches. "Don't tell me you want me to stick my...stick Willie..through the door opening."
"Yes," she giggled.
"Shit," Brandon grunted while he quickly pushed down his shorts and underwear and aimed his semi-hard cock through the door.
"HI WILLIE!" She laughed on the other side of the closed door. Her finger tickled across the damp tip. "Do you want to come in?"
"Yesss!" Brandon answered while moving his dick up and down. Suddenly the door opened and he saw Emily's naked body and...her nearly bald pussy mound. "Damn."
"Do you like it?" She whispered while pushing her soft titties into his hard chest and lightly kissing his neck.
"Yesss," he moaned feeling her tummy press into his manhood. He guided his fingertips from behind her back, over her hip and across to where her pubic mound used to be covered with blonde peach fuzz. He easily found her raised and ready clitty. "I think I'm going to name it...her too."
She giggled while he stroked her pleasure button. "You're going to name my smoothie?" Her slit was as wet as she had ever known it to be.
"Yes...let's see," he smiled as he explored down to where her protected gate was. "Maybe Kitty...or Street Fighter."
"STREET FIGHTER!" She gasped.
"It is my favorite video game," he chuckled.
"You're not naming my pussy Street Fighter or Zelda or Grand Turismo," she said while biting his earlobe a little hard.
"I got it," he laughed. "WONKA!"
"Wonka?"
"If mine is Willie...yours is Wonka."
"Um...Can I put some chocolate on Willie and lick it off later?" She whispered.
"Jesus...what's gotten in to you?" He asked as she guided him into the hot spray of his shower.
"No one yet," she giggled again. She grabbed the soap and told him to turn around. After washing his back and buttocks she handed him the soap and he did hers while taking a lot of time on her soft butt.
She again took the soap and washed his front but not his raging hard-on. "Uh...you missed something."
"I don't want Willie to get too excited," she smiled before handing him the soap back.
"You're serious about this aren't you?" He asked while cupping and rubbing her large mounds with his soap-filled hands.
"Yes...I love you," she whispered before rinsing off and jumping out of the shower. "I'll be waiting in your bed."
Brandon lunged outward and almost fell on the slippery floor but was able to grab onto the towel bar. It broke free from the wall and crashed to the floor with a loud bang.