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I sighed as I watched the car disappear from view, then with another sigh, walked towards my home. Paul’s speech helped a bit, but no amount of pretentious philosophy could change the fact that the three most important girls in my life were gone, indefinitely. To say that sucked would have been an understatement, like saying Amelia Earhart was a little lost. Hey I texted to Carson, hoping to find some comfort in just about the one friend I had left. Hey buddy! You need to step up your game ;) Came the reply. It certainly wasn’t the response I was expecting. What? I simply asked him in response. Guess who managed to secure another date with May? ;) Well then. Fucking well then. That was hypocrisy if I ever saw it. Sure, May, by all means get mad at me and then turn around and do the exact same thing. I was tempted to text back what May had done with me just today, but after readying the message I thought, why? What would that do Tranny except prove that I was no better than Megan? With the umpteenth sigh I made that day, I texted back Way to go, dude! , put the phone down and pulled out my homework. The week that went by afterwards was something between awkward and hell. Keeping my stupid promise to Paul, I avoided talking to Nicole, and skipped out on karate sessions just to avoid being seen with her. I’m not really sure why, but I kept going to the gym, though. It meant being picked up late from school by my parents, but I still felt the need to do it. However, I couldn’t avoid seeing her the next Monday, when we had our student council meeting. Classes went by extra slowly that day, to the point where all of my teachers made some kind of comment on it, with the exception of Mrs. Jackson. Mr. fetish Carrozza’s was one of concern, Mr. Graves seemed impatient or angry that I wasn’t paying attention and asked me to explain myself after class, and Mr. Salvador told me straight-up that I could not be sad, since I was ‘letting my emotions get in the way of drama.’ Embarrassingly, he said this in front of the whole class. When he did, May gave me a look, which was odd for two reasons. Number one, it wasn’t a very warm or kind expression, but I couldn’t place exactly what the look reflected. Number two, it was the first time she even looked in my direction since Tuesday. When the bell went, I immediately groaned. amateur Well, here goes, I thought to myself as I envisioned Nicole’s cold, empty gaze and shuddered. “Alright, that’s glasses the bell.” Mr. Salvador called out to the crowd as students began to file out of the auditorium. “Adam, could you please stay behind?” Crap. Everyone else in the aud left while giving me judgmental looks, while I, with little energy, trudged back to the stage area to Solo face Mr. Salvador. “Take a seat.” He told me. I complied. He waited for a few seconds, then gestured outwards with his arms. “What’s going on?” He asked me calmly. I sighed. “Just a bunch of stuff. "Hey Katie," Antoine responded demurely. Their child might be dumber. “Okay!” Lucy said, “Can I have my bag please?” The busty, naked Japanese girl had crawled onto fetish the table behind me. Now her large breasts swayed over my head. floor. “It`s Miss Grace to you young man” Said Max, playfully swatting him about the head. Derrick stated feeling frustrated. Something walked Tranny across the ceiling, something heavy. “I was just trying to thank Coach Heath like amateur I thanked Mr. Davies. glasses “I shouldn't have done that in the middle of your PE class,” she said, fiddling with her sweatshirt. She consulted her book. This was her first time. “The nymph Life Giver, Ray Dawnbark made those trees four-thousand years ago,” I found myself saying, “they were but saplings then, but they never got sick, and they never stopped growing. I didn’t care. His tongue and his lips Solo just know where to touch and where to suck. “Why do you always turn up like this, out of the blue and always when I’m on my own?” I asked him. Was Marissa playing with Linda's asshole? Yes, my lady?