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For most of the time I was just cracking jokes like a always do and partying with my friends even though I saw how she looks at me from the very start of the prom and that she’s a sure thing. H: (kinda nervous) Hi Max. It was us now and we knew we’re the best of what that shithole of a school had to offer. But she doesn`t stop there but goes down into my pants. As she walks a bit in front of me, I observe her beautiful body in her tight, short, violet prom dress, her long legs in high heels, her thick, wavy brown, long hair with the wind flowing through them, the side of her pretty face in the mixture of moon and car lot lamp light, and her model-like, gracious, feminine style of walking.
