”My clit throbs. They watch me. Sure, I'm a sexy, dirty bitch. Right in front of them, my hips twist just enough to give them ideas. Their hot eyes ...urn over my body. Cocks stiff as logs in their pants. Cocks hard as rocks, aching to thrust and skewer and pump. Cocks to make me scream like a bitch and cum like a whore.Already my fingers are slippery and wet. The guys still watch me. I'm losing it. A minute ago I was going home, now I'm so fucking horny I'm ready to explode. The wicked game is. But after a moment of contemplation, all my nervous hormone driven brain could squeeze out was a shaky, Yeah Cool, Im Fay, I just moved in with my parents. My dad said you live next-door I-uh-I do, I said, stuttering a little, crossing my legs to hide my erection, I was blushing like crazy at this point, and I was sure Fay had seen my erection. So what grade are you going into? She asked, laughing at my awkwardness. Im going be in ninth, so Ill be a freshman, I answered, trying my hardest to. I cannot tell you how many times I've been referred to as "the wild one" by family members, and it hasn't always felt endearing. Despite this, I have grown a Fuck IT mentality, where other peoples opinions mean very little. Sometimes its hard, I worry about being judged as much as the next girl, but overall - I have chosen to live my life in my own lane. I met my fiance in middle school. Adorable I know. We had the same group of friends and always seemed to find each other at the same parties.. ‘We can’t just sit here eating all day,’ he said. ‘Let’s get going. Jimmy first, then we’ll see after that.’ He didn’t wait for her reaction. He turned and went to the door and held it open for her. ‘Hurry, dear,’ he said with a smile on his face, ‘we’re going for an excursion.’ **** She watched him eat his breakfast between her own bites of food. Strangely enough, it felt good to be able to take care of him. She told herself it was because he was also taking care of her. Keeping her alive for.