Chapter 1
“Woke up sweating from a dream
With a different kind of feeling
All day long my heart was beating
Searching for the meaning
Hazel eyes, I was so colour blind
It was always you
Can’t believe I could not see it all this time, all this time
It was always you
Now I know why my heart wasn’t satisfied, satisfied
It was always you, you
No more guessing whoLooking back now I know it was always you, always you”
-It was always you (Maroon 5)
Marty dragged his cousin by the wrist. The girl huffed and puffed, miserable.
“You wanted to come, Penny. Now, stop delaying me.”
The girl felt like complaining, but only whimpered. She had to see the Doc’s greatest breakthrough. She had to be mature and support him! No bad blood mattered at that important moment.
But when Penny witnessed that happenning to him, she only wished she had congratulated him properly!
Penny was astounded. So that was the mansion that had perished in the fire?
Marty knocked on the door. Someone opened it, leaving it slightly ajar. Then they pulled Marty in, telling the boy not to say a word. It was the Doc, and he left Penny out. Had he even seen her? The girl’s eyes were filled with angry tears. She pushed the door and went in.
There he was. The Doc. So… Young.
So… Nerdelicious.
Penny never thought her mouth could go drier than when she always saw him. But now… She knew she’d have to fight to talk.
“And you? Who are you, Little Girl?”
She swallowed, hard. He was talking to her. Directly.
“Why don’t you use that stupid gadget on me and find out?” she asked, forgetting she didn’t really know that version of him.
Apparently she said something right, since he chuckled, staring at her with curiosity.
“Who’s the brat you brought with you, Future boy?”
Brat. That’s exactly how he used to call her. Plus, she could never do anything right.
Especially after that day, when he started ignoring her completely.
While Marty explained the situation to him, the Younger Doc stared at her with a piercing look. It was uncomfortable.
The girl could only watch. Marty and the Doc went to see the Time Machine, then they came back, talked about Gigawatts, the Doctor got adorably hysterical and they finally arranged something with a lightning bolt. After that, the Doc almost set the place on fire prematurely with a stupid toy car and a model which was neither crude, nor lacking anything. He was just being an asshole when he demanded an opinion he knew the answer to, and Marty had too much patience to point that out.
But as Penny hovered over those two like some lost spirit, she noticed the probing curiosity the Doc seemed to show when Marty mentioned he had a girlfriend. “Is she pretty?” Young Doc had asked, in a very cryptic way. It was only for a moment. Penny wondered what that meant.
Doesn’t matter. She had no place there.
In the afternoon, Marty and the Doc went to Hill Valley’s school and Penny was left with the little dog. Giving in to crying, she hugged Copernicus, who licked her tears while something random showed on TV.
She hadn’t seen the Doctor coming, carrying plastic bags.
“Little Girl, are you all right? Are you homesick?”
Embarrassed, Penny dried the tears.
“Here, I brought you some of my sister’s clothes,” he said, sheepishly.
“Sister? Doctor, I didn’t know you had a sister! How come you never talk about her? And she dresses the same size as… me?” she held a sunny yellow dress against her small frame.
“Yes. Isn’t that the most convenient happenstance?” he said, sarcastically.
Penny perused the gifts. There were even panties there. Even pads! The girl flushed violently. There were outfits still with tags on them! The Doc flushed, noticing she realized he probably didn’t have a sister.
“Doctor, why didn’t you ever marry?”
“What kind of a question is that, girl?”
“I’m sorry, I’ve always been curious. I mean, someone like you…”
“Someone like me? What about it? Penny, we won’t talk about that now.”
“Where’s Marty?”
“He’s coming back soon.”
The girl nodded, looking dejected.
“He didn’t care. He shouldn’t care. Why should he care?” the Doc asked himself.
“Look, Little Girl, you don’t have to be afraid of being alone with me.”
She scoffed.
“No. But you do!”
For a while, he looked confused.
“You sleep with me and simply pretend to forget!” she pushed him with a strength even she didn’t know she had. “How could you do that to me?” she beat her fists against his chest, crying bitter tears.
“Penny, I’d never do that to you, or any girl!”
“Why? Because you think you can’t have a woman? Fuck you! When you thought you could drop me like a bad habit it was easier, wasn’t it?”
“I took advantage of you… thirty years later? Great Scott!”
“No. You didn’t take advantage, I wanted it! You just pretended I didn’t exist afterwards!”
“That’s terrible Penny! It’s disgusting! I mean, how old are you?”
“Oh, don’t bullshit me about this age thing now! You’ve preached like this before! I’m nineteen. And I was nineteen, by the way. Age is just a number.”
“No, Penny. It isn’t. I really slept with something as sweet as you just to drop you like a bad habit? That doesn’t sound like me at all! Plus, why would you want someone like me?”
“Yeah, that’s what the other you asked me, too. I mean, he implied. I guess he hated me more than anything, in the end. I don’t wear bras, I have almost no tits, so nothing fits like it should,” she said, rummaging in the bag, holding a plain white push-up bra. Then, Young Emmett pulled her to him, kissing Penny awkwardly. Pulling her tee over her head, he stared at her breasts, mesmerized. Playing with her nipples, gently caressing them between his thumbs and index finger, he watched the surprised girl gasping, nearly falling down. He held her in place, massaging her small, sweet breasts. Penny cried out, trembling, throwing her head back, probably coming. He was flattered.
“Your tits are perfect, Little Girl,” he picked her up and carried her to the sofa, where he licked and sucked each nipple. Penny gasped, her legs quivering. What the heck? That wonderful surprise had been so– so sudden!
“I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it. You’re just too lovely, and I just couldn’t get a hold of myself. I’ve been watching you the whole afternoon, but I never meant to… I was supposed to fight this,” he sighed, at a loss. “Was I good? I mean, I was too old at the time…” he asked, without reintroducing the subject directly.
“Yeah, well, I guess the first time is supposed to be… bad.”
“I’m so sorry, Penny. I don’t do– I wouldn’t do something like that to a woman. I know myself. There has to be a reason. And believe me, it was not you. As soon as you entered my house… I felt… Things I shouldn’t. I feel awful–”
She pulled him to her, and they kissed, again. He wasn’t a skilled kisser, but his soft lips and warm tongue made her want to touch herself. Penny entwined her tongue with his playfully, and he nibbled her lower lip. They kissed like two teenagers. She started taking off his shirt as he removed her skirt. When she was just in panties, he played with her engorged clit through her soaking wet panties.
“Oh, baby girl…” he played with her pussy under the panties, and Penny cried out loudly, trembling and opening her legs further. “Are you sure–”
“Yes. Yes! At least now you won’t abandon me. I’ll have to come back, anyway. Maybe you’ll remember me.”
“Penny, please. Try not to hate me that much. When you come back… If you come back… I promise I’ll tell you why I did what I did. All right?” he kissed her forehead.
It was even worse. Now she knew she’d never be able to ask him. She didn’t want to cry. Not now.
“Little Girl, perhaps we shouldn’t…” he misinterpreted her mien.
“No! I want it! I’m sick and tired of you rejecting me!”
“I’m not… rejecting you? How could I ever, baby girl?” he said, pulling down her soaked panties. “Can I… Can I keep it?” he sniffed at them.
“Of course!” she giggled.
“Oh, my sweet baby girl,” he pushed into her, carelessly. Penny gave a low gasp, controlling herself. He was big, and she wasn’t prepared. As he just kept pushing, Penny got more and more uncomfortable. She had seen that movie before. She didn’t want to say anything and ruin the moment, but she finally mewled.
“Am I hurting you, Little Girl?” he asked, solicitous, worried.
“Um… A little, I mean… I don’t want you to stop…”
“There’s no rush,” he kissed her nose and sprinkled her face with kisses, as she giggled.
“There is, actually. Remember?”
He cursed under his breath.
“Don’t go. Stay with me,” he trapped her between his arms.
Penny stared at him intensely, her hazel eyes tearing up again. How could he feel as deeply for her now as she once felt for him? Karma? Entwining her fingers with his, he pushed into the girl again. She gasped and played with her clit, as he pushed harder. He shut his eyes, groaning.
“Don’t come yet,” she begged, gasping. “I’m almost there!”
“I’ll try, baby girl,” he gasped and Penny laughed.
“I love you,” she whispered.
Surprised, he kissed her, quickening the pace, grunting. Penny moaned loudly, shaking under him as he gasped loudly, shaking violently on top of her, with one hand at each side of her head.
Enraptured, he fell exhausted on her breasts, kissing them avidly, while she caressed his matted blonde hair, closing her eyes and feeling him.
“I really wish you could stay… But you don’t belong here…” he said, as he deposited tender kisses on her lips. “Little Girl, we must get ready. If Marty catches us…”
He kissed her forehead, and picking her up like something precious, carried her to his bed while she wrapped her arms around his nape, burying her head in the crook of his neck, feeling his warmth.
