What an asshole! Lying there in what should have been our room, in our bed. All naked, cuddled up with that bitch cunt whore Molly. God, I hate her! '...ey, Justine, ' she says, with that better-than-everybody smile of hers, like I didn't know why she did it!For a while in the tenth grade, we would try to steal each other's boyfriends. It was like a game at first. At least, it was to me. I got tired of it, but Molly never did. And it was just with me—not Shelly or Chrissy or any of the other. “How do you mean?” I asked. I looked at her with concern. She smiled and kind of laughed. “You ended up here by mistake because you have very vague control of your abilities. You need to work on that. It’s really important. You have a responsibility to yourself and everyone else. Being a god is a load of responsibility to carry.” “Okay, who are you?”As noted by Siza when she appears to me suddenly in the neighbor’s house, the young woman neighbor who offered to dress my scrapes, cuts and. I found out Grandma had a habit of washing her vulva before bed. We did not have a bidet but instead of taking a bath or shower, she sat in a large bowl of warm water to wash. For some unknown reason, the old bathroom door had an almost 3 inch gap from the floor. The gap was tall enough to peek inside when I put my face on the carpet in the hallway. I saw the sexy feet of Grandma and a large bowl she put on the floor. Then she lower herself to sit in the bowl and I had a peek of her womanhood.. I started masturbating him, unaware about what my other friend (whose name I never got, but for the sake of the story let’s call him Dhruv) was doing. Without breaking the kiss, I pulled Victor’s shorts down. He was just wearing his tight shirt now. I took a good look at his uncut cock, extremely thick and around 6″ long. My ass started tingling in anticipation when I felt Dhruv come up behind me and pull my pants down.I turned around and saw that Dhruv was completely naked! He had a hairy.