She handed me the check.“I will,” I said.“I sure you will. If you talk to any of the other members on site. It may be better to make sure she’... not a virgin if you decide to share,” she said.“I don’t intend on sharing,” I told her.“Good, my business here is concluded,” she said. I couldn’t believe it she was going to let me keep her and continue fucking her. I quickly registered an account and posted my pictures of her. I was soon hit with requests to meet her. I denied them all, but instead. Somehow, in all the weeks of dressing sexily and doing the strangest mating dance steps to gain their attention, I somehow discovered that A, B, C, and also D, E, and F had all asked other girls to the dance!Whoops!? Okay, so what’s plan B? Well, actually D, E, and F were plan B. Okay, so what’s plan C? Uh. Well, there is no plan C. Better think fast girl, they don’t let singles buy tickets for the prom.Now a little context. Being a high school kid, I obviously lived at home. I had a. Snow! Thick, fat flakes of pure white snow filled her vision and she did a quick happy dance at the sight. Turning, she saw Jerry sprawled flat out on the bed and delicious memories of the previous night came flooding back. He’s earned his sleep, she thought to herself and leaving him be, she tiptoed downstairs to the parlour alone. In front of the quietly glowing tree, she sank to her knees and contemplated all the tempting presents. Just one, I’ll just peek in one box before he comes down,. Momentarily, I gaze across the nebulous blanket into a dazzling rising sun, then turn and recommence my ascent. From here, the terrain will be kinder, the vegetation less dense, and my progress somewhat quicker. Calls. I hear calls. Eerie. Other-worldly. Sounds not heard for generations. I pause, hold my breath and listen. Again. Plaintive. Longing. Yearning. My heart almost breaks with the sound. Laying down my machete and backpack, I step gingerly forwards, squinting against the unaccustomed.