I’ll probably leave sometime early tomorrow.”“And go where?” her tone made it obvious that she didn’t want me to go. “Max you’re not a b...rden at all, and Gene really likes you. She spent the last two days at your bedside making sure you were all right. The least you can do is come to her soccer game tomorrow. It’d really make her happy.”I ran my hand through my hair, trying to think up an excuse not to go but she was right. I did owe Gene for what she did and going to watch her play a soccer. ‘PINKY!!’ her mother raised her voice. Pinky reluctantly sulked back. The salesman sat her down, took the purple shoes off and slid on her school shoes. Pinky, enamored with the designer shoes, held them in her hands. ‘I want these!’ she defiantly said. ‘We’ll see.’ Mansi didn’t have a problem buying her the shoes if they were in her budget range. Meanwhile the salesgirl had wandered a few meters away, and was talking on the cellphone. While the salesman helped Pinky tie the laces of her school. All the children were invited to come forward. One little girl was wearing a particularly pretty dress, and as she sat down, the pastor leaned over and said “that is a very pretty dress. Is it your Easter dress?” The little girl replied, directly into the pastor’s clip on microphone “yes and my mom says it’s a bitch to iron.”One day the first grade teacher was reading the story of Chicken Little to her class. She came to the part where Chicken Little warns the farmer. She read “and Chicken. Not a word was uttered as she lifted my hand and put it under her shirt to her bare breast. i didnt have to be told and began to play around. with her now free hands, she undone my bra and i pulled my arm out in order to be free of it. as i removed it, lana removed her shirt too. we were both now in our panties. i tweaked her nipples, pulling, biting and sucking on them. i was the smaller friend and lana was quite strong so she lifted me onto her knee and i turned around. she spread my legs and.