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Post by storyteller on Oct 14, 2015 3:14:16 GMT
He laughed and hopped in the truck. "Onward to the park!" He took a sip of his peanut butter malt. It was heavenly. He started slurping and making obnoxious moaning noises.
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Post by Admin on Oct 14, 2015 3:30:14 GMT
"Do you make that noise when yer with a girl? If so, I know why yer single!" She giggled and drove them the short distance to the park and pulled into the front parking lot and hopped out and on to the dropped tailgate.
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Post by storyteller on Oct 14, 2015 3:32:33 GMT
"Hey! Not nice. I was doing that to annoy you. I'm much quieter when I'm eating pussy thank you very much." He hopped out as well and sat next to her in the bed of the truck. He pulled out his sandwich and took a huge bite.
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Post by Admin on Oct 14, 2015 3:45:40 GMT
She just shook her head at him. "Have you ever actually done that?" She pulled her tenderloin out and started eating the parts that stuck outside the bun.
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Post by storyteller on Oct 14, 2015 3:55:17 GMT
"A couple of times. I'm told I have a very talented tongue. I just pay attention to what they like and keep doing it until they scream." He was trying to make her blush now. The cruder he could be, the more she would blush, he hoped.
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Post by Admin on Oct 14, 2015 4:03:00 GMT
She blushed slightly but mostly she was just surprised that he had any experience. He had never really told her about it. He'd had two girlfriends since the seventh grade... at least that she knew about "Who?! And why did I know about this?"
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Post by storyteller on Oct 15, 2015 0:59:14 GMT
He shrugged. "Because it wasn't important. Neither of them really meant anything to me. That's why I'm single now." He wasn't going to sit there and give her details of the things he did with other women. They had just been practice for the real deal.
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Post by Admin on Oct 15, 2015 3:22:35 GMT
"Uh huh.... Keepin' secrets from me now? I see how it is. You know about all the idiots I've dated over the years." She smiled at him and popped one of the peppers in her mouth.
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Post by storyteller on Oct 15, 2015 3:28:21 GMT
"Yeah I know. And I wanted to smack every single one of them but you wouldn't let me. My relationships weren't anything to talk about really. They were boring so I called it quits. They only wanted to date me because I might be famous one day. It was all a put on." The only person who had been there for him the entire time was her. Even when he did have a girlfriend he ended up spending more time with her than he did with them.
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Post by Admin on Oct 15, 2015 3:42:30 GMT
"Well that's why I hang out with you!" She smirked at him and held up a popper in front of his face. "Here, I got something hot for ya!" She loved teasing him.
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Post by storyteller on Oct 15, 2015 3:47:34 GMT
"Ha ha. You're so funny." He took it and ate it quickly. "So who are you taking to Homecoming? Or are you going solo this time?" He was going to take her whether she liked it or not. This was his way of making sure she didn't have someone lined up. If she did, he was going to kick his ass and then take her.
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Post by Admin on Oct 15, 2015 3:59:18 GMT
"I didn't think I was s'pose ta be taken anyone, I thought someone was s'pose ta be taken me?" Honestly she hadn't really thought about the dance at all. It was still a couple months away and after the bullshit she went through with prom last year, she really didn't put too much thought into it. Dances seemed like bunch of bullshit. But if someone worth a damn asked her... She might say yes.
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Post by storyteller on Oct 15, 2015 14:25:34 GMT
He wondered if he asked her if she would go with him. It was still a ways away and first he needed a job so he could pay for the tickets. As far as he knew she wasn't interested in anyone so he was safe. Perks of being the best friend. He just hoped she didn't want to keep it that way forever. "I was actually thinking I might go this year. Just to see what all the fuss is about."
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Post by Admin on Oct 15, 2015 22:31:27 GMT
"Really? I never pegged you for going ta one of these things. I thought you said you hated High School Dances?" She looked him over, trying to picture him all dressed up. He would look downright delicious! Now she had to go, if for nothing else than to see him all fancified.
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Post by storyteller on Oct 16, 2015 1:08:10 GMT
"I do hate them. But I came to the realization that there is no rational explanation for my hatred since I've never gone. So in order to adequately justify my opinion I should attend at least one and judge from there." He smirked. That was a mouthful. Maybe he could woo her with all the big words he knew. He was proud of himself. He'd never sounded so smart!
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