“It’s orange?” Dashawn picked the flakes from his hair and rubbed them off of his fingers. He openly leered at Andrea and turned with a bright s...ile towards me. I didn’t have time to catch his aggressive handshake. I had flinched. He smirked and we connected on the second reach. “You son of a bitch! Wow! Look at these girls, man. How do I get to be you?”“You need a really hot mom and a hotter dad.” Zoë answered. I gave her a glare but she was cracking up, as was Dashawn. I took a deep. There is that ever present thought as a battle going on inside me between what was good, and what is now vile, dark, and evil. I look around and see those who were friends or friendly types having become something animalistic of form and/or beastly their mentality. A memory of the past and of the resent conquests gives me good reason for to feel a shivering-shudder. I hold in me a want for to be better, to accomplish something other than sex, damning, and causing nice people their doom. I. I love her, you know that. But thepriestess likes to take girls that catch her fancy. I don't want to riskit. I might not see him if that happens..."Now it was Bubblegum's turn to fix Alison with a vicious stare "You KNOWhe can't go unmarked. And if the Priestess wants to accept him into thechurch then it's an HONOR." Keep your voice down!" Alison shushed the angry girl. She forgot justhow devout Bubblegum was to their faith. She tried to calm her down,changing the subject "So! How about we get. It was a tight squeeze and they were tight up against each other. They both began to laugh at each other, as even only being in the rain for such a short time they’d still managed to get pretty wet! Noel looked down at Stacey; from his vantage point he couldn’t help but stare down her cleavage. Little droplets of rain were running down her soft, smooth skin and down her ample cleavage, it made him feel quite horny but he was managing to keep it all in check. Stacey looked up and caught Noel.