Free My Blue Eyes by Maxim Daniels Page B

she a pain in the butt.  She kept trying to talk to Mary until my dad finally made them go in the kitchen so we could finish the movie.  
     So there I was, watching a movie with my dad.  The girl I was completely head over heels for was in the kitchen with my mom, acting like she hadn't been gone for a week.  My parents never brought it up about her being gone.  It was almost like they were shielding me from something I didn't want to know.

Chapter 16
         Mary and I had a strong November.  We continued our normal weekend routine of one night with my buddies and one night with her.  I would never tell my friends this, but I enjoyed my night with Mary so much more.  I was still stuck on first base and knowing the fragility of Mary, I only pushed a little.  There was one time I went for second base and I over ran the bag and was called out.  I did cop a feel though and her breasts were spectacular.  They were every bit of the C-cup I first estimated when we first went to Colapi Creek.  Normally, if after two months there wasn't a sniff of hitting a home run, I would have moved on.  Not a chance with Mary.
     Mary made a drastic change in her appearance midway through the month.  She finally, yes finally, ditched the glasses and went for contacts.  The contacts really made her eyes pop.  I thought there was a remote chance we would both get voted prettiest eyes at our school.  Mary even made a drastic change to her hair.  She went for the Sandra Bullock look of 1992.  Not that she didn't look good before, but she was looking damn good now.  Her shirts were fitting a little better and she had committed to wearing the combat boots full time.  I don't know where she got the money for all these changes.  With her mom's salary at the gas station, I knew money was tight in her house.  It was none of my business though.
     We continued to work on our project at Colapi Creek.  After several pH tests of the water, my suspicions were confirmed.  The water was polluted.  One day, we made the mile trek up the creek to check out the hog farm.  The barn was on the edge of the hill that went down to the creek.  This was convenient for the owner.  The only cleaning they had to do was to wash the waste down to the creek.  How this guy managed to get away with this was amazing.  We tested the pH of the water by the farm and it was very acidic.  Normally at my spot we would get a consistent number of five.  Directly behind the farm ,we collected samples of three and two.  So, one could assume that some of the pollutants went away by the time it got down to my spot.  
     We decided to test the water a quarter mile up the creek.  The pH test for this area was nine indicating a base, and free of the pollution that contaminated the water down from the hog farm.  We also tested the water a mile down from my spot and the pH was six.  I wanted to check the water before it emptied into the Mississippi, but Mary told me I was getting carried away.  I checked it one day without Mary and got a reading of seven, which is neutral.  This was good news, because the pollution from the hog farm is getting weeded out by the stream of the creek.  Further testing would need to take place in the winter and the spring.

     School was going well.  Mary even made a couple new friends, but never did anything with them.  Lisa continually tried to engage Mary in conversation in science class, and Mary never wanted any part of it.  She once told me she couldn't stand her, and she thought Lisa was fake.  Mary needed to get over it, because Matt and she were going strong.  They had even slept together and a day didn't go by when Matt wasn't bragging about it.  He would go on and on about Lisa's perky tits and tight ass, and how they have sex almost daily.  I doubted it was that much.  Matt never missed out on an opportunity to give me crap for still being on first.  There was a rumor