Katiaot | Дата: Пятница, 24.01.2014, 15:19 | Сообщение # 1 |
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| “yea what is it?” I asked almost scared to hear the answer. Not wanting to be the last ones to leave, the two girls strolled to their cars, which were curiously parked side by side. They regretfully but enthusiastically embraced by the glow of the streetlight, and agreed to meet at the library the following Friday. Though she would not tell her any details, Yvonne advised Kristina to bring an overnight bag. Thrilled at the idea, Kristina drove home with child-like anticipation. He was therefore extremely surprised when he saw Pat hovering around the Hoopla stall the following evening. She appeared to be alone and he waited, out of sight, until he was sure she was not accompanied. So Jack, what has your big mouth gotten you into this time? You always have to be right don’t you? Your buddies told you it was a bad idea to go up to that house on the hill. Everyone in town knows any menfolk that go up there never come back… some stupid shit story about girls hypnotizing guys and sucking ‘em dry. The semester was almost over and boy was I glad. This means I only have 2
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