Freddie did not try to hide his crush on Carly and constantly told her that he loved her or that they should go out, but Carly almost never showed any...positive responses to Freddies requests. Sam was also 15, and had a very interesting relationship with Freddie. Sam would always make fun of Freddie, and even sometimes beat him up if he annoyed her. However, a few weeks earlier, Sam and Freddie had both been teased that they had never kissed anyone before. So, Sam and Freddie kissed each other. She felt a great sense of completion at the end of everyday. While she struggled with the decision, she had consciously made a choice to completely ignore one of the tasks. She had decided that she would do nothing in regards to fixing up the guest bedroom. His instructions were that she was to work four hours a day, one day a week, on the guest room. She was far too curious about being “properly punished” to complete everything. She had thought long and hard about the best way to go about. Apparently, that was standard for the broadcasters who did their shows directly in the public eye.“Uh ... Gee.”“Don’t be awed. I’m just like everyone else,” Troy said as he held out his hand.“Oh. Sorry. My name ... is Gee.”“Really? Very interesting. Oh! Wait.” He took the newspaper from Gee’s hand and looked at the front-page article about the daring rescue. A grainy photo, probably taken on someone’s cellphone, showed a man diving off the Fairview Bridge. “That’s you, isn’t it!”“I ... uh ... I. ’ She said and I did as I was told. I knew I was getting sent home for this and I sat there like a sad puppy. ‘So I see you like to watch mama work her pussy, right?’ she said catching me off guard and I looked up to see her moving a finger back and forth in her little cunt. My mouth opened and I moved my hand to my pussy. ‘Don’t touch yourself! Just watch me since you like to watch others without permission.’ She said with authority and my pussy started to tingle. I was so freaking hot.
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