Trenok has the Garden Tower, Dawnbark has Arbortus, Rayson has the Walking Oasis, and I have this: Towerhead Chronic.” “Truly, your achievement dwarfs all that came before it,” I said with a wheezy voice as I took another puff, “but why would you name anything after that shithole?” “Why does everyone call it that?” Brandon sighed, shaking his head. “Don’t they see the small-town charm?” skinny “It’s a destitute shithole one drought away from being abandoned.” I countered, passing the joint, “I felt like I was going to be Hardcore Sex raped or stabbed every time I crossed the one street there was.” “Ah, home sweet home.” Brandon said unironically, cherry burning between his lips. He glanced over his arm of the couch, the edge of which was in line with a vertigo-inducing, five-hundred-foot drop. He didn’t seem to mind, but I was content with staying where I was, away from the precipice. “They don’t even know my name yet,” he mused, looking at blowjob the crowd, “but they call for me. Why do they think that I want to be worshipped?” “Do you want to be worshipped?” I asked, both to Brandon, and partly to myself. I’d been called ‘Your Highness’ or ‘Your Grace’ for most of my life, but I was always a royal afterthought, regulated to “managing” an estate; I’d been spoiled, but never revered. I didn’t know how to feel about people worshipping me for being the ‘Bound One.’ “I wouldn’t mind them sending their virgin daughters up here,” Brandon chuckled, easing back, “but I honestly hate the attention. I tattooed never was good with people.” Brandon’s bloodshot eyes grew distant for a moment, “I never had any friends in Towerhead; not real friends, anyway. I was clueless with women, bad at sports, and terrible at school, so babe I didn’t even fit-in with the nerds. If I didn’t have Angela, I would’ve had no one. God knows what would’ve happened if I never went to Tera’s; I’d probably still be in my bed, jerking my frustration into a stiff sock.” “Why aren’t you wearing any knickers?” He could have made her into a perfect companion for us, like he appeared to have done. After they were all a bit tipsy, they played Truth or Dare almost until dawn. Beth swallowed before she knew what it was, then started to cough as the piss seemed to go on endlessly. She spent the rest of the day sobbing inconsolably Hardcore Sex curled up against the wall of the barn, the other girls concerned but unable to help. There was no doubt about finding it. Finally I pulled my tattooed digits out of her and brought it up to her lips, with my teeth still on her neck as babe I sucked blowjob and teased her skin, I watched her take my skinny wet fingers into her lips, licking them hungrily and sucking them in deep.
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