I decided to wear my jeans and the shirt that Birgit had given me. They just barely fit at this point, and I didn’t think they would fit much longer... I needed to buy a few more pairs. I certainly had the money, and I could argue I needed them for work.My sister saw me and said “Trying to impress someone?”I shook my head, “Just going to play chess in Indian Hill.”I read some Brave New World until it was time to leave.Dad drove me and we arrived at 11:00am as Becky had requested. We found the van. "What's going on? Why're you out here almost naked?" he asked, a small grin on his face. "What happened to you?"The fallen angel shrugged. "I don't know. One minute I was standing at the Pearly Gates and the next, the ground opened up and I fell down and crashed into this hill..." she said, stretching out her wings. "I used to be an angel, but now I'm transforming..." Yeah, I can see that," the boy commented, a grin still ever present on his face. "Did you spend the night out here?" Yes. I was. I'm allowed to come off as a bit weird, aren't I?"Roles reversed, Tina's voice seemed to have a calming effect on the olderboy, who followed her back behind the counter at a more sedate,considered pace. "Of course. I mean, definitely,"Words queued up behind Tina's lips, meanwhile, several sentences vying tobe spoke first. Enthusiasm unbridled. "It's just... full on. I have thistheory, actually,"The lanky boy perked at the mention of a 'theory'. "Really? Like what?" It feels like..." and Tina. I had my nose right to the grinding and the grind stone, so could smell every squirt of her lubricant she shot out. I suppose her vagina was trying to protect itself, like lubricate the source of the friction more to make it hurt less. Hah, fat fucking chance, it never hurt less. Mom was freaking and just as Connie was about to scream out, she passed out instead. Her timing was auspicious and smart. Enough was enough, it was time to fuck her proper. I slapped her face silly.
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