”I also don’t know if I want to listen to them “she said then asked if I wanted to go out and sit by the lake .Of course I agreed and took h...r hand and we walked out. As we sat looking at the stars and smoking on a joint we started talking about relationships. “Do you have a boyfriend “ asked her then listened to her tell me that boys her age were jerks.” I did have one or two that were okay”she said then asked me why I don’t have a girlfriend. “How do you know I don’t “I asked, well. "Besides, Magda didn't have to work very hard to convince me, you know?"I didn't, exactly, but I was getting a pretty good picture and I liked what I was seeing. A lot.I hugged Nancy."You don't have to work very hard to convince me, either. How're we going to do this?" Carl doesn't know about us, about you and Magda and the deal. Magda says it's going to be more fun if he doesn't know."Nancy was stroking my forearm."I'm kind of interested to see what happens."She put her hand on the front of my. My story begins with my bully, Sam. She secretly has a crush on me, however, she doesn't know how to say it. Her best way to say it is like a child on the playground. Its kinda cute. _The only problem is she is a bit extreme with her bullying. _Another problem is i used to hate it, but now that it's normalized, it is kind of erotic. It doesn't mean I'm not embarrassed. It also doesn't mean that I do it willingly. Its when it's pushed onto me that it truly makes me feel alive. She doesn't do. My hips swayed into a slow figure-8 motion as I pulled my sweater over my belly, my rib cage, and stalled over my breasts. His hands motioned up, signaling me to show him what was underneath. I turned around to pull the sweater over my head. I turned around to look at him over my shoulder. He motioned his hands to cup his breasts. Another item of clothing flung off to the side before I turned around to run my hands up my torso to cup my purple lace covered breasts for a moment before they.