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“We’re going to become great friends.” And Tina took my lemonade and disappeared into the house. She returned a minute later and sat the glass back in front of me. I could feel their eyes on me as I took a tentative sip. Actually, I couldn’t tell the difference at all. It tasted the same as the straight lemonade they’d given me when I first got there. “Well?” Tina asked. I shrugged, “I can’t tell the difference.” “See” Gina said, “We don’t put much Vodka in there, but it will make you start to tingle in all the right places after two or three.” “So” Tina asked, “Are you a virgin?” I felt myself blushing again, so I averted my eyes, “Yes.” Gina surprised me by saying, “So are we, but we’ve heard stories about city girls—that they’re really wild.” That caused me to chuckle, “We’ve heard the same thing about girls from the burbs.” And then the conversation took a strange turn. Gina asked me, “So, tell us about your brother. You said his name is Ben, right?” I shrugged, “Ben, yes. What do you want to know?” Tina answered with another question, “Is he a virgin?” I couldn’t imagine why they wanted to know that, but I answered “He’s only thirteen, so yes, I’m almost certain he’s still a virgin. Why?” It was Gina’s turn to ask a question, “Is he a cool brother, or is he the kind of boy who kisses and tells? Do you trust him to keep a secret?” “I . . . I guess. I’m not sure what you’re asking. I think he’s a very cool brother . . . and yes, I trust him, but I don’t understand why you’re asking.” He was a cute boy, but he wasn't my daddy. That she could get over her jealousy and bitterness from missing out on being a pet to her favorite teacher. Jason got the reply from Sanchez first. The dark hair over and around her crack was just a shadow but long enough to be itchy. “You slapped me? What the fuck, Hunter? You are... “I’m afraid you will be bored. What was going on?
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I was in the middle of a great dream!” ‘Sorry! I’ll share mine if u share urs?’ ‘Okay, fine. If u really want to know, I sometimes get these recurring dreams about a guy that kinda reminds me of u. Although, sometimes it’s a different guy… But they’re all similar. Sometimes I’m the guy looking at myself, well… Not really me… Someone that looks a lot like me. Sometimes they're not even human. Like aliens or something.’ ‘And I thought my dreams were weird.’ She sends me the smiley face emoji with its tongue sticking out along with a turd. ‘Ur turn! Let’s see what u consider weird.’ ‘Well… I kind of get similar recurring dreams, only it’s all complete chaos. Like the dream I just had, I was trapped in an old house as this crazy storm rolled on through. But it wasn’t a normal storm, there were like monsters or something in the dark. And my dreams always end with this familiar woman’s voice tell me to speak my name and claim my powers.’
I whimpered, my stomach squirming. Of course, his tape was uploaded to the internet before we could stop it. "Yes, Emma, we smoke dope. I still haven’t admitted it to anyone, but that doesn’t mean some people haven’t put two and two together. I stroked the vines spiraling around my left tit, my first, making my dedication to Rithi and art. There's so much fabric Margaret's cheeks puff out like a blowfish.
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