I was f******n and went regularly with my best friend after school. During the holidays, she would sometimes spend a week with me in my home and somet...mes it was me who was sleeping in her home. At f******n, the senses awake, we start looking at boys. With my friend we were between age, on the one hand we were still little girls who could play Barbie, but on the other hand we started to be well trained, our breasts were firm and distorted our teeshirt and we knew than boys and even men looked. “Reece said he’ll be my best man.”“Perfect,” she ran into the kitchen and hugged him. “Our wedding is going to be amazing.”“Yeah!”“I’ll reach out to him tomorrow so he can coordinate with me, my mom, and Yazmine.”“That sounds intense.”“He’ll be fine. How’s your mom?”“She’s good!”“Your dad?”“They’re all fine. Will you open those bean?”After eating, Trip and Whitney cuddled. She sipped on the blush wine. As usual, she was acting frigid and not putting out. This is why Trip kept sticking his dick. While she was doing her best to entice Indigo into her bed, he’d noticed the ring and recognized it. The insignia belonged to a renegade group of Draxnian assassins that had fled the country after botching a job for someone in the government. The killers all had a price on their head in Draxnia, but they’d managed to stay hidden in Egoria, and even returned to their trade. Once he named the group as the Order of the Nightblade, Raven revealed that she knew of them by reputation. “You’re not. The thing is, it probably won’t work, I mean I might not be able to pull it off, but it would have to be a surprise, I think.” He looked at her face for a moment. “Say I brought another woman back here, like you brought Spike, and say you were in the belt. How would that be?” “So you and she get it on for the night, or whatever, and all I can do is watch? Something to make me jealous and frustrated. Like you being caged while I was fucked?” “Vaguely, yes. I mean, keeping it general so the.