Com/main/interact/item_id/1381651-Tiny-Way-to-DieNow as for why I brought this story over from writing.com, well, I noticed that the original has been...largely neglected by the site, only getting updated once every 3-4 months or so. I decided to bring the story over to this site in hopes that it gets the attention it deserves since its one of the hottest things I've read in a long time. Also, I happen to like this site a whole lot better than writing.com.Now, originally, the story was a lot more. " I was curious. I wanted to try it. I wanted to feel what x might do to me sexually. Carrie was there.... I wanted to feel her too. She came in with a tank top and amazing tight ass jeans. One of the crazy phenomenons I came across with the strip club was that you see these sexy girls naked all the time, it almost was more of a turn on to see them in their day clothes... "What is it?" Drea asked." It's X." No, we aren't taking that... thanks but not thanks." I was disappointed yet relieved. He. " He said while he looked up at me."I've literally been this wet for you for the last few days daddy." I said.He watched me closely while he rubbed my slit and clit, and after a minute or so, I wrapped my arm around his neck and pulled myself against him. I couldn't help but reach down and touch him again, and when I touched him, his big hard and sexy cock jumped. He started to molest me so slow and gently, and when his finger dipped between my little almost non existent lips again and pressed. Jamie didn't ask whatany of the fans had meant by that, but she didn't need to. All sheneeded to know was that there were girls out there who she had helped,and that there were still many more who she could help.The arena was buzzing for the rest of the afternoon as thousands of fanslined up for autographs and selfies, as well as at the many merchandisestands and the other attractions that had been laid on, includingkaraoke machines, costume competitions and much more.As the day drew to an end.