“So, you didn’t tell me your name.” He said smirking a bit. “Oh? I thought I did, I’m Mirabel. Mira if you want.” I extended my hand, exp...cting a hand shake. He took it carefully and held it in his. “Pretty, I know this is a little weird but, uh-” He cut himself off and leaned forwards, planting a quick kiss on my lips. My knees shook and I was disappointed by how fast it went by. He was watching me for a reaction. I took his other hand and held it in my hand; looking up at him. “Not weird,. . this... is..." Nasty," Chris answered for her."Yessss." That's why I love it... and so do you mother." Chris bent over until his tongue touched the top of the grove between the cheeks. He began to lick slowly downward, leaving a trail of saliva behind.Allison's hips began to squirm on the bed.When Chris's tongue was a fraction from the tiny rose, he pulled back and blew warm air on the crinkled surface."Ahhhhhh!!!" Allison gasped."Oh yes," Chris whispered to himself as he watched her hole. But she choked it down. "The biggest bitch for miles around. You wouldn't believe the day I was having yesterday and I shouldn't have punished you with it. I'm sorry." We both had a bad day yesterday." He talked as they walked together into the school. "I don't want to blame anyone. What I want is to get past this and be friends. I said some pretty harsh things yesterday and I just want you know that I didn't mean any of it." Is that because you think I'm pretty?" Why the hell did I ask that?. The land around us became darker for a moment. The air was stifling. If we hadn't known better, we would have sworn there was a daunting feeling enveloping us - something distressing. We took each other's hand and took two steps, and voila! What we saw had to be a ruse, a trick of light. For out in the clearing was a sight only the imagination could conjure up, a waterfall, complete with a wading pool and a surrounding grass embankment. The silver moonlight shone above the pool, transfixed as.