But you realise that you’re getting no enjoyment from that realisation, and the instructions come back to you, that you can stop at any time. You gl...nce over at the woman in the gown; she’s barely moved since you started, except to sit down. She’s watching but doesn’t seem aroused, or even interested. Maybe she’s as bored with this as you are. You decide to tap out. “Alright, I’m done. What’s next?”The next few seconds are a blur. Suddenly, the blonde bitch is on top, you’re lying prone on the. It was about 11:00pm and the house next to them had been bought a few days earlier, the buyers were just getting in. Her room was right across from his, so he could see her window perfectly. She quickly got her room set up, with T.V, shades, and everything else. He saw her silhouette turn on the T.V, and push something into a box on the dresser. It was a movie, as the color of the T.V quickly changed to a soft pink, with some changes every now and then. He then got the pleasure of watching her. “Cindy, I love you, girl, but drop it. Those three have not given you a reason to hate them. You’re always saying how other people are always hating on you because of the way you look, and now you’re doing the same to these three girls,” Jennifer explained while she finished getting dressed.“Anyways, I met Marcie and Marcia in my English class today with Miss Holmes, and even though they didn’t know the assignment, they had read the book and were able to keep up with our class. It was. "Hi Mom. This is my girlfriend Sophie." Pleased to meet you, Mrs. Jones."Sophie's left hand continued to thread fingers through her daughter's fingers while the right lifted for the shake. Emily resisted, but finally lifted her hand. "You can call me Emily," she said with a half smile as hands shook."I love your daughter, Emily. She likes me a lot, but loves that bitch standing next to her." Hi, Mrs. Jones," smiled Melissa. "It's great to see you again." You better let her call you Emily," said.