She sawthe jiggling boobs, the sliver of fishnet hose just visible above my shoes,below my cuffs, and most of all, a very predominant bulge in my pant... as aresult of what I had just been imagining. And she smiled. That knowing smilereserved for those who know all. One look at me in that state and she had mepegged. And the smile was to let me know that she did. I know I blushed, Icould feel it in my ears. I was caught!She turned and looked at the display"You like it? It would probably. ”Vasily frowned. He was always suspicious of Eric but there was a more immediate concern in mind. “His girlfriend is weird,” he remarked flatly.“Yes, she is,” Carie agreed without hesitation, “but it’ll be okay.”Despite her reassurance, she would be lying if she didn’t admit that if ever there was a candidate for one of those spaced-out cults, it would be the waifish, doe-eyed Millie. Until she donned one of those white dresses and floral head wreaths and started stuffing chipmunk pelts with. Too much noise, noise, noise" twittered Mouse with a spasmodic quiver. That was the only name we'd ever gotten out of him. He was right, of course. He knew as well as anyone how to slip through the ruins unnoticed. Just a juvenile delinquent when E-day hit, but he'd survived alone for years; knew where to go in any city to find food, drink, a bath – (not that he partook of that luxury too often.) Useful enough to keep around despite the fact that he was almost certainly clinically insane. But. "Wait. Stop. There is penalty for just even coming up here. You boys have to be punished," the first Brunette spoke."That's not fair," Thomas sighed in fear."Just shut up fatty!" the redhead scolded Thomas.Thomas hated being reminded about how fat he was but being called fatty really hurt. Thomas looked upset and felt hurt. The girls just kept on insulting him."Fat pig! Fat pig! Fat pig!" they cruelly taunted the poor boy.The way the girls were taunting Thomas was scaring even the other boys..