Holly's circle was who ever was the latest to get her pants down and whatever circle he ran with.We both did share something though - neither one of u... got asked to many parties unless it was being thrown by someone we knew well. I didn't get invited because I wasn't comfortable around girls, and Holly didn't get invited because she was a slut and the other girls didn't want her around - or more specifically, they didn't want her around their boyfriends. The reason I wasn't comfortable around. The police officer had drawn his weapon, but I had been hit by then. The officer had had no choice but to shoot the gunman down. I made a mental note to send some sort of 'thank you' to the officer.I contemplated going back in time, and stopping myself from being shot. But I had one good example of the time line being changed when that happened. I was alive, and I was going to recover fully, so I decided against it. Also, if I went back and changed things, there was no guarantee that whatever. Then she was up and sitting on the table, her legs spread as she pulled him toward her. "Buddy" she said in a husky voice. "I shouldn’t be doing this - I've NEVER done this - but I have to have you right now." She flipped her skirt up to her waist, exposing the panties one more time and her hand pulled his rod to the gap in them. As Buddy's startled gaze watched, she nosed the head of his dick in between her swollen pussy lips. Buddy had never done this either. But he'd watched that movie. "Are you dating both Lindsay and Gaby?" she asked.Ah ... that."Yes," I admitted, feeling a little anxious."And Emily too," said Lindsay. She had walked over.I nodded."We just find him irresistibly cute," Lindsay said. She took my hand."Lindsay!" called out Gaby. She was at the entrance to the locker room. Lindsay waved her over."Three?" Abigail said.Was she crying? It kind of sounded like it."What's going on?" Gaby asked.I saw a tear trickle down Abigail's cheek. She was indeed crying."What's.