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I knew that it was hopeless but I was so tired of fantasizing about it; that I felt rejection was better than never knowing. I mean what if she actually said yes! What if because I had the guts to say something to her, we became friends, and who knew, babe we might even become lovers in time. I knew that Abigail was different than the other girls. Although she was beautiful and very popular she wasn't like so many of them, all stuck up with herself. Every time I'd seen her she was always nice to the people she was talking to. To me she was an angel, a beautiful unearthly vision; a kissing person beyond the normal standards. I waited until lunchtime to try to talk to her. My hands were sweating all morning long, and I couldn't concentrate on teen any of my morning classes as I day- dreamed of our encounter. In my imagination I saw her saying yes to me and even giving me a little peck on the cheek to seal our date. I was in a fog of romantic love and lust. Which was firmly dashed into the gutter by 12:22 p.m. that day. I hesitantly walked up to Abigail at lunchtime. She party was surrounded by friends and as I got closer my nerves began to desert me. But taking a deep breath and clenching my hands I walked right up to her and said, "Hi Abigail, you probably don't know me, but we're in the same home room. And, well -- I was wondering -- if you might -- ah -- want to go to the movies with me -- or something..." As I girlfriend held my breath in hopeful expectation, a varsity football player sauntered over and sat down beside my dream girl. He put an arm around her and said good naturedly, "Hey boy, you trying to move in on my girl?" Abigail just stared through me, sort of like I was causing a nuisance. My gaze was hazy, I had no idea how I had arrived here or indeed where I was. His father once had told him the cross had been a prized possession of his mother’s but now instead of a fond memory, it brought nothing but tragic pain. I buried my panties-wrapped fingers and my thumb as deep into my holes as I could. I then realized I was naked except for a stretched, crumpled stocking around my left ankle. The warmth spread through me. It too was comforting. He should see your work.” She stayed quiet for a time and then said, “You are very striking and your work, I think, is excellent.” Her eyes seemed to be roaming my body as she was smiling and clipping my DVD together with my resume. She pinched her nipple, knowing how this excited her Daddy earlier in the morning. teen “Hey, you can sing to me all alone later,” I promise him and now he smiles. Bob fucked her like a teenager. My clit pulsed as he explained the rules. I almost wish spanking was still allowed in schools." The other babe half she put in an air tight container and popped it into the freezer. “What if Mom sees it?”, I fretted. I could feel her pussy kissing gripping my semi erect cock as her orgasm drifted away. I almost ran over our housekeeper, Mi Su, as I turned the corner in our hallway on my way back to the room. faces and tits. I stop and think . . . She calmed down and he pushed his throbbing big hard cock balls deep in her pussy and fucked her hard, deep and fast nibbling her nipples refueling the fire of orgasm girlfriend in her tired little body. I remembered an old Chinese curse, "May you live in interesting times". You own it. Slipping a finger into her friends slit caused her to roll onto her back and open her legs. party I showed her the hand scrawled receipt "So I guess I have sole rights to fuck you, is that Ok?" I tried. ~gaggedKitty