"Oh no! It will ruin my new silk blouse!" she exclaimed.There was no way they were going to make it to the car before they were soaked to the skin. Th...nking quickly she looked around at the thin, hole ridden blanket and the remains of lunch. The hiss of the pouring rain was getting louder as the white line advanced through the trees.Glenn held up the plastic bag that they had carried lunch in. There was no way it was big enough for a raincoat, so Kathy made an impulse decision and with a. Do it when you're totally sure'. I hadn't even started my periods, but had small breasts but not like normal teenage girls my age that were very developed on top. I guess I was a slow developer. Until one day, I discovered the shocking truth about my true identity. I woke up one morning blinking my eyes as I opened them. I yawned. I was lying on my front and felt something hard, which was rather uncomfortable. I turned over onto my back and my eyes grew wide with complete utter horror as I. "Good-bye, Linda. Go to hell," I said, and snapped the phone closed.I've always hated bullies.I was bullied as a child, and I reached the end of my tether around seventh grade.My family moved to a new city, my father having been transferred. We joined the local Baptist church, as we were wont to do.There I met my salvation, a bully named Gerald C.Gerald was piece of shit of the first order, a bully and sociopath and general candidate for the state pen. He worked his hatred on those smaller and. But it's not enough. I want to get closer. I want to feel him, really feel him, even if it is only for one last time. My hands slip under the back of his shirt and run my fingers over his smooth, soft skin. He feels so real, so alive! I clutch onto the fabric, tugging at it to get it of. Once its over his head, I throw it to the corner where it is forgotten. I run my hands over Johns perfect chest, tracing the his mussels with my fingers. He has my name tattooed, just above his heart. 'Ella',.
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