Then "What?! Did you say marry you?" Yes!" yelled Sally again, joyously.Meg felt a rush of emotions run through her body. It seemed as if the baby jum...ed in her womb, even though it was too early for that to be happening. She felt jealousy, then joy, then worry, all in a rush. She wanted to be elated for her friend, but she wasn't sure she should be."Quiet down!" she scolded. "You're going to wake up everybody in the house!" I'll be good," said Sally in a quiet voice that sounded more like one. I was awakened by the noise of the ball hitting my room’s window grill from a powerful shot hit by one of the boys and I got up to check the time. I rubbed my eyes and proceeded to pick up my mobile phone. The mobile clock widget showed 7:58 am. I used to live in my hometown back then, and was in the final year of college. Since I used to work alongside my studies, the only day I would get to sleep throughout the week was a Sunday, which unfortunately was disturbed by the football playing. She was smart, funny, and healthy. She wanted me. And god, I needed it.Yes, she was my mother’s age. And that eye ... if only it weren’t for that eye.But that was no reason to reject her, I decided. She needed love, I needed love, and here we were.I went back out to find her getting out of bed. I went to her, and took her in my arms. She was small and vulnerable, physically so different to the brash character she was inside. She shook her head and looked up at me, her silver hair now covering. “You tease,” I groaned. Arching my back as I felt her fingers slide down over my stomach, fingertips teasing the smattering of red curls covering my mound.“Don’t you dare go and fuck any rock stars,” she giggled as her finger slipped between my folds and caressed my slit.“Why don’t you come with me. We can have a cheeky mid-week night out on expenses.”“On a school night? You must be joking.”And with that, she left the room, sucking her finger and waving bye bye to head downstairs for a night of.