Life as a good little girl/Fortunately the patio door in your room is broken and you can get back inside
From Create Your Own Story
For a moment you debate knocking on your brother's window or looking in, but the thought of those boys seeing you, catching you, fucking you the way your brother did is so hot that.... No no, not hot, terrible! Nonetheless your hand creeps toward the window as if to knock. At the last moment you pull back and turn away toward your neighbor's window, only to find that she too is no longer there. Sighing you scramble off the hot rough shingles of the doghouse, wondering if you could ever look like her. Judging by your mother you'll be short and petite, slim like a ballerina and just as titless. But you'll still have a nice bubble-butt, albeit on the small side.
"Maybe I can get... what do they call them? Bolt-ons? Then I'd have big tits and a great looking ass all the guys will fuck. I mean, would want to fuck," you blush a bit, but your recent sex has you all worked up and the thought of giant dicks slamming mercilessly into your young hole makes you totter toward the back of the house like a drunk in the fading evening sun. For a long while you just stand there, staring at the empty back yard and the big apartments behind your house, then you realize you're staring at the room to your new bedroom.
"Please be open," you pray aloud, reaching for the sliding glass doors. For a moment you notice just how visible everything is in the well lit room, but the thought vanishes as the door slides open, replaced by relief and triumph. It barely registers that the door doesn't have a lock on it as you close it, but instead of dwelling on it you crawl onto your bed, feeling suddenly exhausted by the day's adventures. You stare up at the ceiling for a moment, blinking at the site of apartments and blue sky on the steeply sloped roof of your room. Then you realize it's a giant skylight, framed by spotlights that point down at your bed.
Groaning, you roll over to get away from the glare of the lights and fall asleep before you've even fully turned.
Life as a good little girl/Rob's friends find you as you sleep
Life as a good little girl/The next morning dawns, bringing with it school
