Amber was also a closet lesbian. Only I and Tamara knew that about her; well, whatever girl she may be dating also knew, of course. Amber struggled ...ith that, not because she was ashamed of being a lesbian, but because she felt she could not be herself, even dated a few boys off and on so her parents would not get suspicious. That gave her a reputation at school for being a cock teaser because she would never do anything sexual with the boys she dated, not even kiss them beyond a peck on the. Usne bole ki muje apna number do mene bola kyu to wo boli tum dete ho ya nahi mene bola thik hai mene apne number share kiya aur turant uska msg aaya mere mobile pe fir mene usko call kiya to wo boli ki kal muje milo tum mene kaha kal nahi baad me milta hu abhi busy rehta hu din me to wo boli nahi kal hi milo muje aur usne muje bohat force kiya to me maan gaya aur mene pucha kaha milenge to usne bola mere ghar pe wese bhi koi nahi hota to ghar pe hi milna thik rahega to mene bola ok aapka. I had been wanting to get into that clique ever since tenth grade, and had finally, the past year given up and accepted my status as a nobody. You see, I had always had a huge crush on Ellie, and she kind of led me on for a while, before eventually letting me down, snotty bitch that she was. As for Ramona? Well, I never liked her. I was friends with one or two of the guys in that clique, and every so often, she would walk right into the middle of us like it was a game of Red Rover, start. Blindfolded. The person I was tied to was stirring. "Who is that?" I asked. Gradually I also became aware I was nude. The person I was tied to was nude too. The person's legs were wrapped around me. Our arms were tied around each other. “Daddy?” Oh my gawd, the person I was tied to was Jess! NO!!!! “Oh, baby,” I whispered in her ear. “Try to be quiet. I don’t know what’s happened. Someone must have d**gged us. I don’t know what they want.” I also was becoming aware of a painful.