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When she bounced out of sight, I collapsed on the nearest bench and sighed. What a freaking day. First Megan was pissed, then we fucked, now she’s happy as a clam. I probably should have found that suspicious, but didn’t. She seemed genuine, at least this time she did. Then there was May, pissed off enough at me that she probably went back to Carson just because she knew the news would reach my teen ears. And then Nicole… I had no freaking clue what to make of her. First she got kissed passionate without her consent, then she liked it, then she jumped to Phil’s side when it was me versus him with a white lie… I mean, she lied to protect him, instead of telling the truth, let alone telling the truth to protect me. If only she wasn’t so rash, erotic she could have found out that Megan and I were okay tits and she didn’t need to be so aggressive. Megan and I were more than okay, though, for better or for worse. We were together. Megan and I were together, Nicole and Phil were together, May and Carson were together, and I had the sneaking suspicion that neither May, Nicole or I ACTUALLY liked the other person. Thanks to Megan’s blowjob, we weren’t just stuck in a circle of lies – we were living lies. I had way too much shit in my head. I was absent-mindedly checking the clock, wondering if it would be pointless or not to check if mom was off work, when something hit me. It was 5:40pm. Mr. Salvador was still here. I never would have considered telling a soul about any of this crap before, but something about this afternoon changed me. I got up and made for the basement. I heard a voice – no, voices – as I neared what I believed to be Salvador’s office. The big room next to it boasting the huge sign ‘Choir Room’ certainly helped. I knocked on the door to hear, sure enough, Mr. Salvador’s voice. “Come in.” I walked in to see a cluttered space filled with just about everything. An open closet full of costumes, busts wearing various wigs and hats, books among books filling shelves, photographs covering the walls, old VHS tapes stacked on the floor, you name it. In the righthand corner of the room sat Mr. Salvador at his cluttered desk, and on the other end, surprisingly, Paul Stevens. Paul hadn’t seen me walk in, and was apparently in the middle of a heated debate with Mr. Salvador. He was holding what looked like a green mask. “It’s impossible!” He protested. “I’ve tried everything I can, but she innocent refuses to work. That’s not my fault if she won’t put in the extra effort.” Mr. Salvador leaned back in his chair. “You chose the partner, Paul. I can’t help you. I did tell you not to pick her.” “That was only because you thought she wasn’t right for the part.” Paul argued. “She could be, if she put in the effort. I didn’t know that she’d just refuse to put in a hundred percent. I had no way of knowing. You can’t pin that on me.” “What would you like me to do?” Mr. Salvador asked calmly. “Brendan has offered to work with me. You know him, you trust him. By mypenname3000 I wiped her then flushed it, and she just watched the water going around. That seemed a miracle to me. But I had Sven and teen his harem to keep my body satiated. Gloria’s fingers moved in and out gradually, making me feel every curve of her knuckles, and every line of her prints. This area was patrolled heavily by LEO's so I thought better it.. I worked through the morning, had a quick bite for lunch and continued. There was a door there. Even as the pleasure took me and I groaned and sobbed my delight, I noticed a snotty rope of cum in her hair and dark, wet stains on her blouse. The view's a blast, at least when there's any sunshine “You don’t understand . I need the car, right now . More than I’ve ever needed anything in my entire life!” Emily stamped her foot in a cute, exaggerated manner. No passionate one was near enough to hear. "Haven't they told you, Doris?" D-Don't leave me...” “Okay, yeah. She hummed another song under her breath. "HEEEEEELP!" “Well, for now, innocent tits Officer Brown will be erotic your contact. Oh, if only Darius could see me, if Darius could see how I looked, how I felt, oooh, so sexy, so docile, a doll.