She had larger breasts, but she also had a bulging stomach and thick thighs with bumps. It was said that Rainbow was a lesbian. Silver Quail doubted i.... Being a lesbian required a few things considered gross in their culture, and Rainbow was very old fashioned. She refused to do anything revolting. She also refused to do anything involving work. Silver Quail herself might be interested in Small Fish. Her figure was really very cute, similar to Silver Quail’s own. Silver Quail pulled. I flushed red, my face and chest heated as she found amusement in my surrender. "Oh, Sonia, you're priceless," she finally said, still chuckling. "Go ahead then," she added with a tone that made it clear she didn't care. "Finger your cunt. Get yourself off, you horny bitch." My free hand sprang to the windowframe to hold me still as my fingers plunged inside my heated slick channel. I groaned in delight as they pushed inside, opening me, stretching the hole and filling my need. My eyelids. So I ran away and decided to sleep over one of my friend Wades house for a few days. The only problem was I knew it wasnt permanent. I mean, what could I tell my friend? Why did you run away? He asked passively while toying with his video game, eyes to the screen. Wade was a cool calm collected kid, rather handsome in an interesting kind of way. He was my age, 16-years-old. He had this skater look and charm about him. He was slightly tanned and always wore his old trademark hat wherever he. As a result, that time in my life had been marked by extreme clumsiness and resulted in one major scar per year. When I was thirteen, I’d tripped over my own two feet while running down the sidewalk and smashed face first into a stone wall, breaking my nose, leaving a scar across the bridge of my nose. At fourteen, I walked into the kitchen to get a soda out of the fridge and ended up playing pin ball off the counters and appliances. I’d reached out to steady myself and upended a skillet of hot.