In any case, Tamara’s ass was definitely something to write home about, except that Mom and Dad were killed in a murder-suicide mess that happened w...en Mom caught Dad in the arms of another man. Evidently, bisexuality runs very much in my family, at least on my father’s side. Mom stabbed Dad and the other guy twenty times with a kitchen butcher knife and then cut her own throat. Wendy and I had to spend some time in a hotel, thanks to that stupid act of jealous rage that turned our home into a. "What are you doing!?" her friend, Zara, whispered loudly in her ear. Aaliya didn't know what she was on about, until she saw that her hand was in between her legs, rubbing her freshly torn pussy. She quickly pulled away out of embarrassment and said nothing. She continued watching and listening to what the youth workers were doing in front of the class until they finished, and the bell rang to signal that the school day was over."Thank God!" Aaliya muttered, as she pulled out her phone to. They followed four guys and two other girls into a spare room for the game. They sat in a circle, alternating boys and girls. Everyone was sharing a bottle of spearmint schnapps to keep their buzzes going. After a couple of quick pecks, the group decided that the kisses needed to go for at least 60 seconds. It was Kara's turn. She spun the bottle and it pointed to Allie. "OOOOOHHHH!" everyone shouted. "You have to do it!" one guy said."For 60 seconds!" said another. The guys were clearly. There isn’t exactly a manual to make a friend is there? Maybe that’s why I’ve done so many stupid things and maybe that’s why I’m dragged into this stupid school now. Is it wrong though, to just want to make a friend? To just want to feel... wanted?I lean my head on the glass window, staring outside at passing cafes and restaurants as the bus nears its location. A moment later I sigh, ‘Why did I have to be the one to move? They’re the ones who started it, how come they get away and I get.