They all looked at me and then at the idiot that had sprayed them. Of course he was going to hear about this for a long time. What were friends for? I... made me miss my guys back home. I decided that I’d have a beer or three tonight.The party was a typical high school bash. The good thing about LA was most of them were used to seeing people in the business. That didn’t mean they didn’t want to talk to me, it just meant they didn’t act goofy about it. I had several offers to sneak off and have. I feel my body. I smell my body.It's the perfect body of a sexy nineteen year old girl! And I can makethat body do anything I want to see it do! Pose in front of the mirror?Done. Pinch a nipple? Done. Slip a finger inside my pussy and moan like apornstar? Done. And if I can tear myself away from myself I go out into aworld where her tendencies are still with me. I see a guy and he's cute, Ithink he's cute. I start smiling stupidly at him. I see a girl that theold me would think was. I used to dream & masturbate imagining her, even while having sex with my wife(I’m married for last 1.5 yrs), one day I got her number from one of my friend whose her neighbour without him knowing, I gave her call pretending to be calling to another person and when she picked up I told her that it’s me and told her that I was calling some other person, I started calling her often, we started chatting and talking over phone, one day I told her that I want to meer her she asked me the reason, I. The bell rang, signaling the end of the day. Hanna walked to her locker, thinking about Amber, and trying to figure out why a girl would cause her to have butterflies. She has had crushes on boys before, but all of the guys she had been interested in, had already been taken by popular cheerleader bitches. Hanna could not stop thinking of Amber, and couldn't figure out why. As Hanna walked to the bus stop, she received a text from Amber, "Here's my number goody two-shoes."Hanna caught herself.