One fateful Friday night mother and I sat dad up for the big kill. I turned down a date and stayed home. I was up in my room getting ready for the ...ig show. Mother came to my room knocked on the door and cracked it open. “Your father is on his second drink and I’m faking a bad cold and going to bed; make him sweat bullets honey!” I just smiled and winked at mother and a few minutes late went down to the den. Dad was alone watching TV. “Hey dad mother said she felt a cold. After few minutes of standing and thinking about meaning of life I felt hand touching my ass chicks. It's crowded so thing like this happen all the time when it's not enough space. I ignored that but moment later hand touched me again. Without any underwear, through joggers, I felt it much more intensive. This time hand didn't went back. It stayed touching my ass and even moving around my asschick. I've turned back but it was difficult to recognise whom this hand was. After few stops it has. I didn't even think about my hair, I thought he was talking about my face. 'Come over here and help me pick out some songs.'"I looked over at my girlfriends and they looked at him, then looked back at me. We all had hands over our mouths, giggling. We looked like a bunch of schoolgirls, which we were, of course."'Come on, Red. I ain't gonna bite you.' He looked me right in the eyes and smiled that smile of his. I think I fell in love with him right then."I stood up and started walking toward. “Don’t worry guys, I don’t think that I will ever have anything like that again, I’m back in the real world now, and last night really brought me down to earth.”“Yes, it was good wasn’t it.” Luke said.As we passed a turning on a sharp bend, Harry said, “That road leads to a beach called Es Cavallet. It’s supposed to be a bloody good beach but it’s mostly gays that go there.”“Maybe we should go there and fuck Emily in front of the gays, let them see what they’re missing. If her body can’t.
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