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Post by dylan on Nov 19, 2006 21:46:14 GMT -6
Dylan was sitting on his bed. Wearing shorts and a shirt. He was waiting for Nikki. He planned to change her into a sexy but also sporty girl. How? It would be easy. He was going to taunt her. Dylan didn't want to be that mean, but he was in love. Dylan didn't think he had any chance.
I can't wait! Dylan said. He got up from his bed and walked back and forth. He couldn't believe that he was going to do what he planned. Dylan was ready for Nikki. so, so ready. There were candles and flower pedals on the bed. |
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Post by dylan on Nov 19, 2006 21:49:29 GMT -6
Nikki walked to the Valks. This si where Dylan lived. She knocked on his door. What was Nikki wearing? A mini skirt and a tank top. She wanted to look nice for Dylan. Unfortunately, she had no idea, what he was going to change her to. She probably wouldn't even know he was doing it to her.
Nikki stood at the door waiting for Dylan. Her hair was tied in a ponytail and her only make-up on was lip-gloss. You couldn't really see it, but ti was fruity. |
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Post by dylan on Nov 19, 2006 21:54:30 GMT -6
"That's her!" Dylan said. He opened the door, and let Nikki in. Then he closed the door, and locked it. Dylan decided that dinner was going to be done later. He was being a bad boy right now. Dylan put his hands on Nikki's hips. She probably didn't know what he was doing at all. Dylan got his face close to her. He then said, "We're more than friends. Let's act like it, more."
Dylan slid down her shorts. Her under wear was showing, but she didn't seem to even care.
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Post by dylan on Nov 20, 2006 21:49:31 GMT -6
"Of course," Dylan said, now french kissing Nikki. He took off his shirt and pants. He brought Nikki over to the bed, and they went under a blanket. It's not like anyone would have went in, but this was much more, private.
[Let's do a skip]
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Post by dylan on Nov 20, 2006 22:06:29 GMT -6
Dylan, too could not remember anything. He remembered 'making love' with Nikki Malinda. How did he get his birthday suit on...err..off? Dylan looked around. He saw the same thing Nikki saw. Clothes all over the floor.
"I'm not sure," Dylan said. At least he knew his plan worked. "Wanna do it again at the hotel?" his eyes sparkled. The same eyes that he used the day before. |
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