*Okay well come on, You promised to walk me home remember* She said as she walked right up to me and took my hand, That's normal for her, Whenever we ...ere out together she would always hold my hand. *Yes I remember, Don't I always walk you home though little missy* I said back, Yeah I know you people are wondering about the name, Well she sort of hates it as you are about to find out. *Hmph, Thought you said you would stop calling me that you jerk* She angrily replied, Luckily for me I had hold. How much does he know? How much should I tell him?Carol just walked up in her Maria wig and costume and said, “Hey guys – what’s up?”I said, as casually as possible, “Marcus wants to know if we are pretending to be a couple, for some reason?”She looked at me and, in one continuous breath, said to Marcus, “Randall and I don’t want any distractions while we’re performing on stage. We wear rings and let people think whatever they want. If they don’t know us as brother and sister, we’ll provide. . I should?”“Absolutely. If you’re interested in being a good parent, that is.”“Well, I do want... -”“Now, the last time you had sex - how old was the boy?”“I’m not sure if... -”“It’s for Brandi, Ms. Winter.”“ ... yes. Yes, of course. He was hardly a “boy” - he was older than me.”“Oh dear. Oh dear oh dear oh dear ... well, that won’t do now, will it?”“What? Why not?”“Well, surely you know women hit their sexual peak at your age, Ms. Winter, whereas boys ... by twenty, they’re almost dried. Jamie was a seventeen year old junior in high school. She stood at about fivefeet, nine inches. She had long blonde hair passed her shoulders and blueeyes. She was considered a goth by her classmates and an outcast. In fact shedidn't even have any friends She lived with her dad, and her younger brotherNick. Nick was only a freshman, and a bit of an annoyance in Jamie's mind.Always bugging her about "being goth" or "why are your tits so small?" Justthinking about it made her angry. She arrived.
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