Tell me if you liked or disliked the story and why please. And of course, Enjoy.* Sitting in class during another after school detention for not havin... my homework done. ''What a load of bullshit'', I muttered to myself, while finishing for the eighty-first time the sentence 'I must do my homework every night or else I will not be ready or able for my future exams'. This was the fourth time this week, and the hottest day that year. ''But some things are good at the moment'' I said while. My mood was already elated from the sense of adventure. Also: I finally found out what these groups of 3+ people going into toilet stalls in clubs are up to. To think of all the years where I glanced sideways at them with the pain of jealousy at that-guy-also-getting-a-foursome, my dick pointed at the pissoir, his presumably at too much pussy. What a waste of a perfect feeling of depression! They were just taking d**gs!One by one, we wet a finger in our mouths, dipped into her palm, and lick. “Was it?” she asked. “Weren’t you trying to get closer to her?”“Of course, but it’s still not the same.”“Don’t you want to be closer to me, too?” she asked.I felt like I was in a swamp, and had just fallen out of the boat. There were alligators around, but I couldn’t see them. Was there one right there, hidden under the water, about to take a bite out of me?“This is the part where I reminded you we’re both adults,” I croaked.“Which wasn’t helpful at all, as I recall,” she said. Her voice had a. ”“How old is she, Sara?”“She’s seventeen, don Alejandro. She’s about to start her last year of high school.” Sara stopped and seemed to shake her head. “She’s smart enough for university, but she needs to get back on track. She’ll end up selling vegetables in the market if she doesn’t.”“Invite her for the weekend, Sara, so I can meet her. I’ll pay for her bus ticket.”I concealed my surprise when Roberta showed up the following Saturday. If the two were really sisters there must have been some.