Whoever it was had been in her garage last night. She put on a load of washing making sure everything was where it should be and took the gift up to h...r apartment. Opening it, she found a glass sphere much like the one that held the glass bird. This one though held a carved sculpture of a muscled angel holding a blindfolded woman in his arms. She smiled seeing a card with cupid smiling cherubically on the front."February 8th Day 7 The Myth of Cupid and Psyche The story of Cupid is rooted in. I leant into him smirking. Being the most popular girl in school, this drama nerd had no idea of his luck. I could feel his cock against his jeans. The scene ended. It was a rocky end as hed forgotten most of his lines. His blood was in his cock not his mind. We sat down, he stuttered and tried to be cool. I laughed and toyed with him. I told him my birthday was a few weeks away and that I was a virgin of course. All true. He gasped at the thought of me being, so beautiful, hottest girl in. "Hmmm, not bad... only too bad you can't shit now."Then, her face lit up, obviously she'd gotten an idea."Well, if you can't - I'm sure I can, and I'll help you out."I just looked at her, being curious about how she meant that, but she got into action without hesistance. First, she tried to get my jeans off my legs - after I got that, I undid them, throwing them onto the bench. Then, she grabbed my panties, pulled them down, told me to lift my feet, and soon she had my panties in her hands. She. She held them out in her hand."Choose one."I bit my lip and thought about it. Pink didn't interest me and redseemed too blood-like. But purple, kind of like pale, ghostly grapes,really appealed to me. I took the bracelet and looked at Emily."One for you and one for me," she said. She slipped the red one on herwrist, then took back the purple one and, holding my arm, slipped itonto mine. "These are power beads. I know this may sound weird, butlately, I've kinda been thinking of you more.