Rachel Faye
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| - | You are not an average teenage girl. You know that you are the hottest one in your entire high school. Of course, this also had some strings attached. After | + | You are not an average teenage girl. You know that you are the hottest one in your entire high school. Of course, this also had some strings attached. After learning how to suck cock like a porn star, you became the most popular girl as well. Right now, you are at a party with your friends Sara, a perfect bubble butt Asian girl, and Ashlee, the school volleyball captain. Together with beers and joints in hand, you're all having a blast. |
| + | You are wearing a tight, short black dress that hugged your fit body like a glove. The dress comes down to about 7 inches above your knees, or in other words, less than 2 inches below your butt cheeks. The straps run up your back and around your neck in a x-shape, leaving much of your back nude. It unintentionally shows some butt cleavage too. Most of your front is covered, spare a large oval on your chest to exhibit your thick cleavage. | ||
| + | A hot black guy walks up to you. His name is Laquon. Laquon is a fucking asshole. He broke the heart of your friend Gina last semester after calling her a slut in front of the whole school because she blew him and the rest of the team after a playoff celebration. You sneer in disgust as he bring over two glasses. | ||
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| + | "Care for a drink? I brought this myself. It's part of my father's private collection of Cognac," he brags. Although he is a hot daunting black man who is insanely good looking, smooth, and confident, you wouldn't break the girl code for this asshole. | ||
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| + | "Please Laquon, like you have a chance with me. Find some other slut to play with," you say. | ||
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| + | "I insist Rachel, I'm sorry about your...friend Sara. I apologize," he says with a polite smile. You can't tell if he's being sarcastic or not. | ||
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*[[Excuse yourself to use the restroom| Excuse yourself to use the restroom]] | *[[Excuse yourself to use the restroom| Excuse yourself to use the restroom]] | ||
| - | *[[ | + | *[[Take his offer and down the glass|Take his offer and down the glass]] |
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| + | *[[Kiss Sara| Kiss Sara]] | ||
[[Category: Life of a 13 year old]] | [[Category: Life of a 13 year old]] | ||
Current revision as of 21:42, 27 April 2019
You are not an average teenage girl. You know that you are the hottest one in your entire high school. Of course, this also had some strings attached. After learning how to suck cock like a porn star, you became the most popular girl as well. Right now, you are at a party with your friends Sara, a perfect bubble butt Asian girl, and Ashlee, the school volleyball captain. Together with beers and joints in hand, you're all having a blast.
You are wearing a tight, short black dress that hugged your fit body like a glove. The dress comes down to about 7 inches above your knees, or in other words, less than 2 inches below your butt cheeks. The straps run up your back and around your neck in a x-shape, leaving much of your back nude. It unintentionally shows some butt cleavage too. Most of your front is covered, spare a large oval on your chest to exhibit your thick cleavage.
A hot black guy walks up to you. His name is Laquon. Laquon is a fucking asshole. He broke the heart of your friend Gina last semester after calling her a slut in front of the whole school because she blew him and the rest of the team after a playoff celebration. You sneer in disgust as he bring over two glasses.
"Care for a drink? I brought this myself. It's part of my father's private collection of Cognac," he brags. Although he is a hot daunting black man who is insanely good looking, smooth, and confident, you wouldn't break the girl code for this asshole.
"Please Laquon, like you have a chance with me. Find some other slut to play with," you say.
"I insist Rachel, I'm sorry about your...friend Sara. I apologize," he says with a polite smile. You can't tell if he's being sarcastic or not.
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