"Screw that," Melinda replied. "This is important." OK, it's going to take some time before they arrive," Becky said, preparing to make some point, bu... Alex didn't let her get to it."No, they're here in the hotel. Winona is going over dance moves with the other singers and the girls were just sitting around talking. They'd wandered into the hall to get away from the dancers, so they're on their way here even as we—" Alex's explanation was interrupted by a knocking on the door. Gini grunted,. I've kept them short enough that they aren't tedious,and you'll be lost if you skip them. Have a happy read.1. Angela, Punk RockerWhen I was a senior in High School, a girl named Angela transferred infrom a school in New Jersey. She was *very* different from anyone atour suburban Philadelphia school. First, she dressed in bright wildcolors. Second, her brown hair had streaks of red and green in it, andit always looked like it needed to be combed. Third, she was 6 feettall and did not play. In between the book rows, I look for the book I need, suddenly I’m begin spun around, and there you are. Your tongue darts into my mouth, wrestling with mine, I let out a moan, letting you have control. Your hand comes down, spanking my ass. Once, twice, three times, it’s making me want another. Your mouth moves from mine, to my neck you bite hard, and I let out a muffled moan. I know that there aren't a lot of people here, but enough. Your bites are erotic and hot on my skin. You spin me. Damien Michael Rivera Santos. The man who'd left me at the big dance and broken my heart. He was here, right in front of me, looking at me, recognizing me. He was dressed like a hotshot actor and he was the most beautiful man I'd ever seen."Oh my—Felicia!" he reached out and hugged me. I didn't even know how I got into his arms. Had someone pushed me? His arms wrapped around my back and pulled me tight. He smelled incredible. His style of dress reminded me a lot of Marcos. It was the way all.