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In this whole adventure I was never so conscious of looking girly as at this moment. Maybe it was because we were standing in near darkness on the shoulder of a busy highway, and I could see my little twill skirt flutter in the wake from the passing cars. Maybe the fact that my uncle, who was only slightly taller than me, was on his knees before me, and for once, now that I was looking down into someone's face, I felt a stab of pity mixed with the joy of feeling (for once!) taller.

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"Ok, I was wrong I guess. Thanks for letting me borrow one of your dresses Ashley."

Jessie gave her a big hug. He was so lucky to have such a great friend.

"Damn you are sexy!" Ashley replied as she reached under his dress and pinched his ass.

"Hey! Stop that!" Jessie yelled embarrassed and a little surprised at how easy it was for her to reach up under his skirt.

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"My boob...you hit my boob...and it hurt," Jessie complained once again. He didn't know why he had to repeat himself...it was pretty apparent that she had hit his breast.

"I really didn't mean to hit your breast...I know how much that hurts," Ashley apologized. She was amazed at how he suddenly was aware that he had breasts but didn't realize that boys don't have breasts.

"I know it was an accident. I was trying to take it easy on you cause you're a girl and I'm a guy but dang you don't fight fair!" Jessie said sarcastically.

"Well maybe I'm not used to the boy's I fight having boobs that get in the way," Ashley responded pushing the envelope a little.

Halloween — Final Chapter
October, 2008

Making waves
By Alyssa Plant

What happens when a really good plan meets with its arch nemisis: Being put into action. A tale of One girl's self discovery, love, and swashbuckling on the high seas.
Part One.

Anne looked up and brushed a stray bit of hair out of her eyes, a little surprised at the sight that confronted her. Two dapper gentlemen, one quite elderly, but both a bit long in the tooth, stood there proffering completed applications. It was obvious they were both nervous and equally obvious that they were a couple from the way the younger both clung to the older and supported him.
 

“You ready for this” she said with a sly grin.

As I went to speak her mouth moved forward and planted itself on mine her tongue moving inside at the same time a bit shocked it took me a minute to realise what she was trying to do before I responded back to make it look like a passionate kiss, once more form the corner of my eye I could see the two guys this time mouth’s open as they stared at the scene before them. As the music stopped we broke the kiss and hand in hand began to walk back to the booth.

As we got there I said, “How about another drink guys, this is thirsty work”